In September 2010, Halon1401 said about Old Government House Hotel & Spa
We spent five nights at The Old Government House Hotel on a pay for four, get one extra for free basis. The OGH, as it is called, is a five minute gallop down to the harbour front, or a 7 minute wheeze uphill. I'd forgotten that Guernsey is hilly, especially St Peter Port.
Everyone was helpful, friendly and cheerful. The Hotel has a pleasant air of stately charm about it, but it is rather easy to lose direction when heading for the rooms: corridors rise, fall, twist and turn, but that is part of the charm.
Faults? The sash cords in two of our three windows had broken, but with quiet and efficient air con, you could argue that you do not need to open anything. However, the bathroom had no extractor fan, so we propped the window open with a deodorant pack! Shows up nicely in our photos....We reported this, and the failed lamp above the shower, to the front desk after they gave us a welcoming courtesy call. Nothing was done about it. No great problem, but, if you are asked if everything is OK, and you say something isn't, then either fix it, or don't ask in the first place!
The cosy and pleasant bar had good staff; Sky Sportsonly on TV, but with no sound, and canned musak emanating from behind the screen somewhere. One day, they opened the door to the garden, where a young saxophonist was playing soothing airs for those partaking of tea in the garden. The curious stereo effect of him v. the musak when sitting in part of the bar near the door soon required a request to kill one or the other. Musak lost, but the staff looked terribly surprised that it should be necessary. You just need to ask. And folk don't go to the OGH for the musak. At least, I never saw any faces fall when it went off.
Breakfast was excellent, though the area used had a capacity well below that of the Hotel when full. Which it was. Early or late was OK, but around 9-15/9-30 a wait of over 30 minutes for a table was the norm on 2 days. I had much fun watching the plaintive Mrs Two Eggs, as I christened her, for whom nothing was right. "I always have two soft boiled eggs, my husband always has one". You can guess, can't you? She got one egg. When two came, they were hard.She needed two more. Meanwhile, grumpy husband didn't get his toast. Nor milk for his tea. The next day I was inadvertaently shown to the table that they had briefly vacated to get their starters. "Oh, didn't you see my handbag?" Nope, not when it was hidden behind the curtain on the window ledge! Place settings had to be relaid after I'd moved. Then the eggs appear - but "We are still eating our fruit, you'll have to take them away." They went. For a very long time. "Now our toast is cold..."She and her husband would not be writing kindly to Trip Adviser! Great fun.
We never ate in the two restaurants, apart from breakfast. The plush one seemed to be very small: the other was bistro style and was used for breakfast as well.
I used the swimming pool: OK, but you can only swim in circles. Whilst there is a shower nearby,and towels, there are no changing facilities, so you have to wander the corridors in a bathrobe
We liked the place: it was fine for us, it was in an ideal spot, and we'd happily go there again. Might take spare light bulbs, though. I think that my captions match the photos: I had a struggle with these, so apologies if they get mixed up.
Source: tripadvisor.co.uk