"ROOM In Moffat's tranquil embrace, I found reprieve, A haven amidst the verdant weave. A training course beckoned, a quest for insight, Amidst Moffat's charm, I found respite Upon arrival, greeted with a smile, Room 11, my haven for a while. Spacious and cozy, a TV to see, Tea, coffee, and hot chocolate for me. A fridge stocked with care, milk in a jug, Two cokes, two waters, plenty to glug. Biscuits and sweets, Cadbury's delight, All these comforts made the stay just right. A lounge area, a sanctuary retreat, An en suite bathroom, where luxury meets. A shower hot, to invigorate, Wardrobe, drawers, bedside, complete. Some said the bar below would disturb, Yet in my haven, silence superb. A night of comfort, beyond compare, In Moffat's embrace, without a care. Breakfast Breakfast included, a feast divine, Plentiful and delicious, a sign. Return again? I definitely would, The Balmoral Hotel, exceptionally good. BAR/RESTAURANT Within its walls, a culinary tale, Where flavors dance and dreams prevail. Each dish a masterpiece, a work of art, Served with care, a chef's heartfelt part. Oh, the delights that grace the plate, From hearty pies to seafood's fate. With every bite, a journey begins, A symphony of taste, where happiness wins. Yet not just the food, but the staff's embrace, Friendly and attentive, leaving no trace. Of worry or want, they tend to all needs, Ensuring each guest's satisfaction exceeds. Clean and tidy, the ambiance serene, Where every corner, a beauty unseen. And as the seasons change, a wood burner's glow, Offers warmth and comfort, a gentle flow."
