We had a weekend stay in Bath last week. Overall it’s a wonerful city with loads of heritage. You can spend a day in a naturally hot water spa, floating in peaceful comfort in a salty pool of green, skin cleansing joy, then you can have a look at the hot water springs where Romans would take a break from the harsh cold reality of their north western territory in the blissful hot pools. They even did it naked, women and men together, sounds pretty darn liberal to me!
But, if you stay at The Windsor for a rather high price, do not ask for an English breakfast and then alter the serving. I asked for the standard with poached eggs, but my girl doesn’t like muchrooms or black pudding so didn’t want that and asked for two hash browns with one egg poached and one scrambled. After about 15 minutes our breakfasts came out, I had ZERO eggs and 2 hash browns, She had plenty of mushrooms and a black pudding. We pointed out their error and proceeded to wait 50 minutes while they presumably hatched a hen, matured it and waited for it to lay 4 more eggs so they could retry the brekkie.
When it arrived we had what we asked for, with eggs poached to smitherenes. The yolk’s were like marbles and the whites like silicon sealent. Still, we paid our £6 and burped bean flavoured gas for the rest of the morning.