It wasn’t just the aggro over beds. That was the final straw. The beach club being a bus ride away, generally being cramped everywhere. Or not having enough staff on the bar. Ketchup in little sachets and uncomfortable sun beds. But you know me I love a good moan.
Anyway after a few what’s apps we packed and arranged a taxi up the road to the Delphin be grand personal recommendation from Gabbs so can’t be worse.
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