Great Fosters Country House Hotel
“Fois gras. Chateau Latour. Louboutin shoes. Great Fosters Hotel. Unattainable, otherworldly, mystical, exotic – these things belong firmly and assuredly in the adult world.”
“Fois gras. Chateau Latour. Louboutin shoes. Great Fosters Hotel. Unattainable, otherworldly, mystical, exotic – these things belong firmly and assuredly in the adult world.”
On a mission to find the residence of choice in Mayfair, Cigar Editor Nick Hammond strides manfully to the eponymous May Fair Hotel…
An attitude of near imbecility slowly creeps across and clouds The Old Bookworm’s visage. The appearance of pained concentration – as if he’s trying to work out the sum of 764 divided by 13.5…
“You’d miss the five-star Blythswood Square hotel if you didn’t know where it was. Barely any signs make note of its existence on the pristine green of the same name in the centre of Glasgow.”
“Last week I had the misf-…occasion to go to the Costa Blanca. I know, I don’t know what possessed me either. In many ways I should have known what I was letting myself in for.”
“The first thing I did with The Beloved when arriving at Lime Wood was to lose her. This is easier than it sounds…” Alex scampers to Hampshire…
Before I visited The Royal Mansour Hotel, I thought I was only really interested in old hotels; venerable properties with a real sense of history and perhaps a little faded grandeur.,,
“I don’t golf. Or is it I don’t play golf? I don’t even know how to describe the fact that I don’t play golf. I don’t putt, I don’t chip, I don’t drive. I don’t even drive cars.”
Being a lover of punctuation, The Ampersand Hotel had me at the name. The squiggly ‘and’ sign makes for an aesthetic logo, printed sporadically throughout..
The Grove hotel in Hertfordshire is so vast that I actually discovered faults in my footwear while negotiating its cavernous interior…
Floating starfish-style in the steaming water on a chilly yet cloudless Easter Sunday, I knew I’d made the right decision… Estella trades her childhood bedroom comforts for a more luxurious hometown stay…
“Don’t forget,” I called from the bathroom, mid-shave, “this is Paris. We can’t set foot outside the hotel without looking like we’re stepping onto the catwalk.”