Katy and I travelled down to Derby on the train on a busy Saturday, and upon arrival we made our way to the Cathedral Quarter hotel, a fine designer boutique hotel set in the old police station. The hotel, as its name implies, is in the shadow of Derby’s fabulously impressive Cathedral, and a mere stone’s throw from the city centre. First impressions were ok, and we headed off to enjoy the delights of Derby. In the evening after a busy day we were hoping for a quiet drink back at the hotel, but as another guest so aptly wrote on Trip Advisor “Saturday night was party night…. I know this because I was made startlingly aware of the music as I turned into the hotel road by the cathedral, about 100m away”. The tiny resident’s bar was packed, as was the cocktail lounge, and partygoers spilled out into the foyer area. Our trendy boutique hotel turned out to be as busy and noisy as any Bigg Market pub in Newcastle’s city centre, on a typical Saturday night out. Not only that, but when I finally got to the bar, I discovered that they didn’t sell blended whisky, so my hopes of a warming whisky mac were quickly dashed! The following morning had us very confused as the clocks had gone back, and we couldn’t for the life of us figure out what time it was. Nevertheless, we made it down to the restaurant for breakfast, and had time to look round Derby one last time, before our train was due.