I thought I’d review this one whilst the crunch of the snow is still fresh in my head; it’s the Arctic Treehouse hotel and rather a different affair to the little London rooms I’ve been trying out recently. Actually, in…
For the past few months I’ve been quite preoccupied with finding luxury London hotel rooms at less-than-luxury prices; not necessarily luxury rooms that have been heavily discounted, but rooms that are simply well-priced to begin with. Perhaps a room in…
As I began to write this hotel review I realised that I’d talked about the London Edition before; a rather extensive (completely fantastical) post about the story behind the creepy portraits that hang in every guest room. You can read…
I completely forgot to post anything up about my little trip to Devon for my ten year wedding anniversary. (I know it should be “our trip to Devon” and “our wedding anniversary” but as Mr AMR prefers to skulk stubbornly…
When Mr AMR and I first had Angelica, we vowed never to take a holiday abroad for at least five years. Just getting to Sainsbury’s was enough of a faff – getting her into the car seat, getting her out…
Ah, two days Off Grid. And I know that I’m grossly misusing the term “off grid” here, but it sounds exciting and dramatic and you all know how I love a bit of over-dramatisation. What I mean to say, really,…
I think – and I say this tentatively because there are so many beautiful hotels and brilliant restaurants in London – but I think that The Beaumont Hotel and its restaurant, The Colony Grill Room, might just have sailed up to the top of…
Never before had I been in such dire need of a break. Avid readers will have heard me bang on about my desperation to go on holiday many times, this year, but somehow – what with work commitments and baby…
If I didn’t have a house renovation happening (aka “the money pit”) and a baby about to emerge, then I would one hundred percent be going on holiday right this very minute. You know when you get to the end of your…
The wisdom behind hoisting a heavily pregnant woman up onto a narrow, high table that’s been fitted with a slippery water-filled mattress seemed questionable to me at first; I must have looked like a very pink, slightly anxious whale trapped in…
I had the great pleasure of staying at the Pig Hotel near Bath, last weekend. It was a bit of an impromptu booking; I was going to a wedding in the area and my sister was supposed to be putting me…
I’ve just returned from a wonderful week in the Peloponnese, a region of Greece that had previously escaped my attentions, despite having taken my hols in various parts of Greece for the last ten years. I stayed at the Kinsterna…
