This is a typical English holiday hotel, over priced, stuck in the 80's with rules for everything, surviving in business only because its near the sea. Is it run by Basil Fawlty? The sign in the dinning room says: No shorts, no flip flops, no scruffy jeans. I honestly expected Basil's classic: No riff raff! Breakfast the 1st day we asked for coffee in the lounge area..they wanted to charge for it! Next day we went down for breakfast at 10:10 No, breakfast finishes at 10! The restaurant is dismally poor. My wife had plaice which was barely edible, over cooked, the skin had gone gloopy, it might have made perfect wall paper paste. I had the lamb, it didn't taste like lamb, it might be mutton but it didn't taste like that either, very disappointing. You will make a mistake booking the dinner, bed and breakfast option your stuck eating here. The front desk staff were friendly, helpful and welcoming which was the exact opposite for the restaurant team which were abysmal. The room was clean, not bad, the bathroom had a hideous wooden arch surround over the bath! Where did they get that from? Did Basil get Manuel to make it with his new jig saw! The bedroom door was a house front door surplus 1960's! I am amazed that in this day and age sea side holiday hotels still get away with this standard of accommodation. Surely as a nation we have to wise up to this and go some where else that represents value for money. We are English, we don't complain. Just pay up but we won't be back!