It's funny, only two sevenths of my life was spent at the place where I was born, but I still call it home. I am just back after a few days at Worthing.
It was seven years ago when I was last there, and I must admit that I found it very depressing, the detoriaration, the shabbiness of the town, was very obvious. As this was the first time that Hazel would visit my home town I was a little apprehensive.
I discovered that I had no need to be. Worthing, you are looking good. New buildings, freshly painted hotels and guest houses, signs in windows saying "Sorry, no vacancies", gardens as good as ever, the good feeling as I walked among the locals and many visitors in the shopping areas. Congratulations to all at Worthing that are helping to make these changes.
Our place for B&B, the four star Moorings Hotel ( http://www.mooringsworthing.co.uk )in Selden Road, as a lager company advertises "Probably the best B&B in the world", just across the road from the sea. I selected it from a website, who is to know whether those pictures are up to date, it looked good and it read good. It was good. Sarah and Colin, you should not have four stars, it should be at least five, and probably six.
Like all places now, it is strictly non-smoking. Hazel and I both smoke.
We did not smoke here.
I must admit that whilst leaning out of the window we did smoke in our room at the place where we stopped over night on the way down, a place in Warwick, also booked over the website. Beds that were a bunch of springs covered with a thin sheet that were made slightly more comfortable by laying the duvet under our body's, a grubby looking carpet in the en-suite, for me a real no no, and I kept my out door shoes on when I had to enter the place, no shower just a bath, the one redeeming feature, a good breakfast. Surprisingly they have e-mailed a questionnaire for our comments. They now have my reply.
