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Many years ago I was at a 'do' there and met the wonderful Ella fitzgerald, who was staying there after a show.

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Many years ago I was at a 'do' there and met the wonderful Ella fitzgerald, who was staying there after a show.

 

I think Ella Fitzgerald appeared at the Fiesta in May 1974.

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When my wife went for her job interview, the prospective employer offered us a room in the Grosvenor in 2007. This was our first visit to Sheffield.

 

We couldn't park the car in the parking because the front was littered with glass and several very dodgy looking fellas carrying beer bottles. We'd been in Sheffield for 15 minutes trying to find the place, not a great impression.

 

When we finally decided to park in the Atkinson's car park and walked down to the Grosvenor my heart sank, what a dismal place.

 

We got to the reception and asked to check in, we couldn't. The girl's keyboard didn't work. She had to run to an office to find a keyboard, the one she found had a broken Return key, so she still couldn't process our order on the very 1980s looking terminal.She proceeded to take a form out of a cupboard whilst drunk students (1PM) streamed into the reception chanting something about a lass that is not repeatable on the forum. Tired after a night's journey, we just wanted to get to the room.

 

She filled out paperwork, we showed our passports and she gave us the keys. The lift to the fifth floor stank of urine and alcohol and other nastiness. When we got to the fifth floor we found our room after realising the 5 had fallen off the door. Opening it we were greeted with what can only be described as a horribly dated, very poorly maintained, mouldy and smelly room.

 

I took one look around and simultaneously we spun on our heels to abandon ship. As we opened the door to leave the room a gentleman with a shirt hanging out of his unzipped trousers gave a few twenties to a prostitute in underwear as he left the room next door.

 

We rushed down, told them to stuff it and then drove around for two hours until we stumbled across the cheap and cheerful Ibis hotel near Meadowhall.

 

Worst first impression ever, God bless the lovely people at her new employer and later in Hillsborough for restoring our faith in Sheffield.

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When my wife went for her job interview, the prospective employer offered us a room in the Grosvenor in 2007. This was our first visit to Sheffield.

 

We couldn't park the car in the parking because the front was littered with glass and several very dodgy looking fellas carrying beer bottles. We'd been in Sheffield for 15 minutes trying to find the place, not a great impression.

 

When we finally decided to park in the Atkinson's car park and walked down to the Grosvenor my heart sank, what a dismal place.

 

We got to the reception and asked to check in, we couldn't. The girl's keyboard didn't work. She had to run to an office to find a keyboard, the one she found had a broken Return key, so she still couldn't process our order on the very 1980s looking terminal.She proceeded to take a form out of a cupboard whilst drunk students (1PM) streamed into the reception chanting something about a lass that is not repeatable on the forum. Tired after a night's journey, we just wanted to get to the room.

 

She filled out paperwork, we showed our passports and she gave us the keys. The lift to the fifth floor stank of urine and alcohol and other nastiness. When we got to the fifth floor we found our room after realising the 5 had fallen off the door. Opening it we were greeted with what can only be described as a horribly dated, very poorly maintained, mouldy and smelly room.

 

I took one look around and simultaneously we spun on our heels to abandon ship. As we opened the door to leave the room a gentleman with a shirt hanging out of his unzipped trousers gave a few twenties to a prostitute in underwear as he left the room next door.

 

We rushed down, told them to stuff it and then drove around for two hours until we stumbled across the cheap and cheerful Ibis hotel near Meadowhall.

 

Worst first impression ever, God bless the lovely people at her new employer and later in Hillsborough for restoring our faith in Sheffield.

 

That must have been before they shifted Atkinson down hill in 1935:hihi:

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Dreadful place, glad that it has been bulldozed. Well done planners.

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