(Un)convent(ional) accomodation

Written by Matt Somers on . Posted in Thoughts from that Coaching Bloke

Sneaton Castle

Quietly please

Last week a client arranged for some coaching skills training to take place at the Sneaton Castle Centre in Whitby. This is a lovely old-fashioned sea-side town in northern England. Wow this is fantastic, I thought as I crunched along the gravel driveway to park the car, we’re going to have a great couple of days.

I checked in, collected my key and headed over to the bedroom block. I opened my door and was surprised to find a single bed, towel, wardrobe, table and wash-hand basin. Hang on I thought, where’s the flat screen telly and pillow menu? What’s more to the point, where’s the loo and shower?

It turned out that there was a TV lounge where the majority of residents had chosen a documentary on the Bronte sisters over Britain’s Got Talent that I’d been following. The loo and the shower were communal, so I was going to have to get up early to get a good slot.

So, seeing little option, I kicked of my shoes and lay back on the bed to read the newspaper. By the time I turned off the light to go to sleep, I’d read my paper cover to cover (a rare treat), three chapters of a novel and half a business book. I didn’t get to see who got voted through on the show and I couldn’t check my emails, but guess what? The world didn’t end!

I went on to have the best night’s sleep I can remember for months and a shower the next morning that I would like to show to any Travelodge manager and say, “See! it can be done!!”

I’ve always been an advocate of quiet contemplation, now more than ever after this; my own very effective reminder.

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