The Only Thing Good Was the Food.
After having a really nice, bracing walk around Rutland Water we checked into the Normanton Park Hotel. On checking out our room (Clipsham) on the ground floor of a detached annex building we were pleased to have a Jacuzzi Bath and bizarrely a heated toilet seat (Must buy one for home...)
We met with friends for drinks and arranged dinner for 8 people for 7.30. The food was really good and not one of our party had anything negative to say about any of the three course meal. We retired at about 22.45 as everyone was suffering from their days walking and needed a good night’s sleep. This is really where our Normanton Park Hotel experience began.
We got back to our room and there was a really unpleasant sewer smell in the bathroom, being tired we decided to just put up with it (wasn’t noticeable in the bedroom) and just get some needed sleep.
The bed was knackered, the slightest movement created really loud creaking noises, this married with probably the most uncomfortable mattress we had ever laid upon wasn’t the start to our planned restful nights shuteye. We turned off the TV (mounted at a very strange angle on the wall) and tried to lie still on the rock hard mattress to stop the bed creaking. This happened to be the least of the problems.
After lying there for 30 minutes or so I came to the conclusion that the building was made from tissue paper and whoever was in the room upstairs was either related to an Elephant, wearing hob nailed boots or practicing for a forthcoming furniture removal marathon. In addition the bath upstairs sounded like it was a waterfall directly on our ceiling (which was ran 3 or 4 times over the next 4 hours) and the extractor fan in the upstairs bathroom was 20 times louder than the one in our own, the television sounded that loud we didn’t need ours on to follow the scheduled programming and when that was turned off the music took me back to a 1990 rave I had attended in Manchester.
After not getting any sleep at all, I heard another guest go up to the room, I looked at my watch and it was 3.00am another bath was run… we had really had enough. It is at this point that we found out that the bed upstairs was in a very similar condition to ours, the rhythmic creaking’s and noises of pure unadulterated passion were really too much to deal with, we decided to quickly pack our bags and go home.
This is the first time, staying in hundreds of hotels that we have ever left in the middle of the night, we could have complained but that would have involved going to reception across a freezing cold courtyard in the middle of the night, at this point I just wanted to go home.
I must add that as far as I am aware our other friend who stayed here didn’t have the same night’s entertainment as ourselves, we must have just been the lucky ones.
To sum up, the food is really good, however if you book and stay in the Clipsham room and are unfortunate enough to stay at the same time as the furniture removing, fornicating Elephant herd I feel your pain. less