I was browsing hotels with an idea of going away for a few days. My technique is to pick an area and then do a search using either Google or a booking site, and home in on a few of the most interesting prospects. A great restaurant, comfortable rooms, splendid views, decent reviews - you probably look for similar recommendations yourselves. The Welsh borders and nearby areas appealed so I hit a few keys.
This was what Google served up.
I am not prepared to join the ranks of the undead, as part of a pleasant stay in Symonds Yat, but the Old Court Hotel does appear to be making this a condition. Not only was my contact lying peacefully in a nearby crypt, presumably waiting for the onset of darkness before levering the lid off his coffin, donning his cape and summoning a few bats to accompany his progress to Reception but he has a Special Offer for me. I have a nasty feeling that I know what this is, and as I have no desire to go to my eternal rest (or should that be unrest?) just yet, I may have to stock up on garlic, crucifixes and a few bottles of holy water before setting out for the beautiful, if haunted, valley of the river Wye.
