I cannot leave Dublin without reporting that the men’s loo in the Gresham Hotel was an absolute disgrace. I was so shocked I went round flushing three toilets, wishing there was a brush available. Imagine all that lovely place for meeting people, and they don’t have a cistern for cleaning up.
I had to tell that excellent guy behind the bar.
As for the quality of the toilet paper, I’d be embarrassed to offer it in my house. Imagine all that investment in wonderful paintings and loo paper wafer thin.
What sort of management team is in charge?