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Millards Hotel
23 Broad Street
Brighton, BN2 1TJ
Phone: 01273 694314
Fax: 01273 676826
Website:
Reviews of Millards Hotel
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Angel
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January 20, 2009
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I was looking forward to a 3-day break in Brighton and decided to do a bit of research on various websites into Brighton hotels. The Millards Hotel had many, many positive reviews. I thought I can't go wrong with this one, the owner sounds great and everybody is saying what a top bloke he is and what a wonderful stay they had had. I booked the hotel by phone direct with the owner who sounded nice enough.
When booking I was told I needed to ring on the day to advise my time of arrival as there was no reception area, as such, at the hotel. This I duly did but the owner seemed very distracted, distant, and off-hand when he eventually decided to answer his mobile phone. I told him who I was and what time I intended to arrive. I kept having to repeat everything to him because he didn't seem to be listening. He then informed me that he was not at the hotel, although he would be coming back and made it sound like I was inconveniencing him by ringing him! I was only doing as he'd asked me to do.
When I did arrive at the hotel I was left standing alone outside the hotel for a couple of minutes, feeling somewhat disappointed that I had not received the warm welcome others had boasted about in their reviews. Still, I decided to make the best I could out of a bad job and struggled up the stairs with my cases and knocked on the front door. An unshaven, scruffy, middle-aged man opened the door. He informed me the owner was not in and that he instead would show me to my room. I was feeling a little bit confused and nervous by this stage. I was thinking 'what the hell is going on'? Anyway, I was given a very quick tour of the room from him before he left me to it.
My room was at street level, next to the steps leading into the hotel so I could see who was
coming and going. An hour or so later I noticed a tall, weirdly dressed, strange-looking man coming up the steps of the hotel. I quickly looked away when I realised this person was staring straight into my room. A few seconds later there was a loud knock at my door. I was reluctant to open the door because I didn't know who it was. Was it the weirdo I'd just seen out of the window? Anyway, I did reluctantly open it to be greeted by the very same man. He informed me that he was the owner and asked if there was anything I needed. He then went on about what time breakfast was served. I felt quite bad vibes coming from him, he had a very arrogant, intimidating way about him and I quickly told him everything was fine before closing the door.
The room was small (but I knew this before I booked as I had seen the photos on the internet). The room was also clean. What I hadn't noticed though was just how shabby the furnishings were. The chair by the window looked like it had a cigarette burn in it. The duvet had a massive stain on it which I decided to cover up by laying a towel over it. I didn't dare complain about it because I had by then decided to avoid the owner as much as possible. The owner has obviously become blinkered to the state of the furnishings. I suppose if you live with something long enough you become blind to such faults.
Over the course of my 3-day stay whenever I was in the room, I noticed the owner was in and out of the hotel all day long and decided to see if I could see where he was going. I'm not sure if this man has a drink problem but he was actually going to the local pub which is located just up the road on the opposite side. Still, I suppose that's his business and that's probably where he was when I rang him on my first day to notify him of my arrival. I'd obviously interrupted his valuable drinking time which was why he was so rude to me on the phone.
Everything seemed to settle down and I thankfully didn't see the owner again that day.
The next morning I went down for breakfast at 9am. The breakfast itself was quite nice. No problems there.
On the second morning I was about to go for breakfast, again at 9am and had just started walking downstairs when a voice behind me boomed "you're too early, we're not ready for you". I nearly jumped out of my skin as I turned around to see the owner and the scruffy individual who I had met on the first day behind me. The owner appeared to be half-dressed and was doing up his flies. I can only assume they'd both overslept but can't say for certain! I was told by the owner to return to my room and come back in about 15 minutes when they would be ready. Charming! When I did return after 15 minutes I walked in to the breakfast room and was told to take a seat in the waiting room because other guests were having their breakfast. He said he would call me when he was ready for me. I found this very odd as most of the tables were free. I have not encountered this system at other hotels and B and Bs I have stayed at. I have always been allowed to go directly to a table and order my breakfast. However I went along with this bizarre request and was soon joined by other guests who wanted breakfast as well. When I was eventually allowed to go to a table the breakfast was as the day before, quite nice.
That evening I was meeting a friend who had driven down from London to join me for a meal at a local restaurant. I hadn't really told her anything about the strange hotel owner but asked her if she wanted to see my room. I thought there would be no harm in doing this as I had seen a notice in my room saying 'No visitors after 9pm'. As it was only about 6.15pm she looked round the room for about 5 minutes and then we both left the hotel. As we were leaving the hotel the owner was just coming up the steps. Talk about bad timing! If looks could kill I think I would be well and truly 6 feet under! He looked at us both with a face like thunder. My friend commented that he didn't seem like a particularly pleasant individual.
I had paid over £100 a night for the room and if it hadn't been for the fact that I got three nights for the price of two I would have been fuming.
By now I was desperate to leave this horrible place. On the last day I again had breakfast. The owner didn't seem like he was in a very good mood at all so I wolfed down my food, paid my bill and left. I was out of there by 9.30 am even though check-out wasn't until 11.00 am.
The one thing I haven't yet commented on is the location of this hotel. I score it 10 out of 10. It is so close to the pier and the shops, the location is perfect.
I hope people will read this review as it is an honest, accurate account of my stay at Millards. The owner obviously detests women. I am a professional 47 year old woman and I felt far from safe in this hotel with him lurking around. Please do not believe everything you read on the internet, the reviews I initially read were obviously all false, most likely typed in by a very tipsy, deluded hotel owner. If you don't believe my review and you do have a good stay there I wish you all the best. I'll be keeping my hard-earned money in my pocket in future. Not handing it over to some madman.
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