Day 192 The Crescent revisited.

I did question my wisdom in having two stays at the newly opened Crescent in its first two weeks of operation. I had enjoyed the opening night enormously, but holidaying in one’s home town twice in a month does seem hard to justify.

However, here I am, seated comfortably for a second time in a restaurant “straight from London’s West End”. My room, 204, is probably three times the size of the more than adequate Classic room 110 that I was most impressed with last week. Once again, I am alone, my friend from Buxton Festival who is also staying here unfortunately feeling unwell, and thus unable to join me for dinner. For a second time, I chose leek and potato soup for a starter, and was just as delicious as last week, and piping hot. I have chosen a beef dish for my main, and tonight, final course. I rather think the fabulous berry trifle last week may have triggered diabetic symptoms. I have felt incredibly tired over the last few days. Lee and I took a tour of the spa, pool and gym facilities which I had seen last week, after having partaken of a sandwich and leaf tea in the Bar.

Tonight’s dinner was perfect, each course being served at a comfortable pace, but with no huge waits. This is an excellent place for a celebratory meal. The buzz of surrounding conversation adds to tonight’s genteel ambiance. I had no “space” for a dessert, but I did opt for a decaffeinated coffee to round off an agreeable evening. I am in no hurry and once again, I feel a million miles from Buxton. Even when walking in the Pavilion Gardens last week, I still felt a long way from home.

Here are a few pictures I took today.