There was a hotel perched above the harbour in Ardmore where a 10-year-old waif in woolen trunks once earned his lifesaving merit badges over the course of an endless hot summer ‘cough-mumble-mutter’ years ago but it bears scant resemblance to the current incarnation, The Cliff House Hotel, a modernistic structure not unlike a cruise liner where every single space within is designed to draw the gaze out towards the stunning sea views.