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90-92 Church Street,
I am James Reeves and I have lived in the B&B at the black cafe for a while and while I have been living there, I completely disgusted with the quality of the rooms and the bathrooms. For a start my bathroom has holes in the wall, there is a plastic container underneath the toilet it to stop the “leak” and the rooms are just filthy. The floors are god knows how old (Mine has loads of spilt candle wax on it Dont know about anyone else) the bed covers are full of graffiti, and lastly the beds are crawling with bed bugs! Unfortunately I lived in one of the rooms which have had the biggest infestation. I first discovered it when I saw one crawling up the wall. I thought nothing of it and flushed it down the toilet. Later that evening I pulled my covers off to make my bed and to my suprise i saw around 10 of them scurrying around. I immediatly left the premises at 12:00am and phoned social serices who of course “Cant do nothing” which really annoyed me. Below I have a few reviews of people who have lived there of various websites.
The food at the cafe was, for the basic fry-up, good and the amount that you got was reasonable. Also the hygiene of the cafe was what you expected from an establishment run by a 60-odd old manager and assistent who care about the hygiene of the plates, cutlery, cups, table; well the general stuff. But, the place looks old and in need of a paint job and prehaps refurbishment. Now for the B&B that this cafe runs for anyone who wants a room or needs a room (they help out the local councel with rooms for people who can't be left on the streets). When I was staying there the manager took a certain liking to me. Any girl that I took there was not welcome, and I don't mean because they stayed the night but because they were "my" girl. One thing she said once, and I quote: what was that slut doing with you. I don't want her around here again. Then when I found my partner, who now I'm spending the rest of my live with, the manager really turned. Getting her son to come to my room and tell her that "she had to go" and "that she wasn't aloud to make me anything to eat". In the end we just took no notice of her when one night she told us that if my partner didn't leave then she would call the police - preior to this she was watching her make me something eat, in the small kitchen that we were aloud to use, and she told her, via me through the phone call she made. To stop. The thing is everybody else who came to see me - well the men friends that I have - could do what they liked - within reason of course - and not even an eye-lid was battered. In the ead I fould out that she was going through my room and taking stuff. Not expence stuff but stuff all the same. The point was that she was going through my stuff, and this made me feel insecure but lucky eoungh for me the councel found me a place to live and I was out of there as soon as they gave me the keys. I did tell the councel about what was happening but because this "manager" had done so much for them, my word meant nothing. I was just happy that I got to leave. Oh yea the rooms don't get cleaned whilst you are using them, that is down to you. The shower that I used every day never got cleaned by anyone but my partner and I; this is also the same with the kitchen and the hallway or infact any other part of the building beside the cafe. The only time that I saw anything get cleaned was the rooms when people laeved, and even then she would get the people living there to help her out most times and, because of this the beds would get changed properly - so pillow cases and sheets, if not that dirty, would stay on. The only time I would stay there again would be if there was no other option.