Cape Town

“This cape is the most stately thing,” Sir Francis Drake wrote in his journal in 1580. “The fairest cape we saw in the whole circumference of the earth.” Who am I to question Sir Francis? But I thought I’d better hop in a helicopter just to be sure. We circle over Table Mountain, spot a…
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Mandarin Oriental, Macau

Years of using Hong Kong as a layover for Pacific-bound journeys made me curious about Macau. “It’s just like Las Vegas”, everyone told me, as if that’s a good thing. It is just like Las Vegas in that every hotel either has a casino or shopping mall attached to the side, bottom or top of…
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Parental Guidance is Advised

She taught me the joy of getting your hands dirty and earning that bucket of fried chicken. Sure, then I struck oil, paid people to get their hands dirty while I had two extra buckets of fried chicken, but I didn’t forget the lesson. Mostly because I pay someone to remember it for me, but…
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Cyprus

I suppose one should expect nothing less than to be greeted by Achilles, when stepping foot on Aphrodite’s island. The surprising part, however, was that modern day Achilles is less of a Greek warrior and more of a… well, a doorman. The credit crunch affects us all, it seems. Anyway, Achilles guards the door to…
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Barbados

Adults only. If those two words ring like music to your ears, then pack your bags and get yourself to The House. Situated on Barbados’s chic west coast, this boutique hotel has 34 suites and a strong focus on catering to the needs of adults only. Now, just to be clear, ‘adults only’ doesn’t mean…
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A View For Two: Coworth Park, Ascot

Hotel is a dream, not surprisingly, as it’s one of the Dorchester group, not that Roger has noticed though. He’s lain on the bed watching the 24hr news channel waiting for some update on a tropical storm, hasn’t moved all morning. I ask him what’s so important about a storm, which of course annoys him,…
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Glued To The Race

In early April, the world’s racing fans descend on Aintree for one of the world’s most iconic horse events: The John Smith’s Grand National. And the nation’s cats get terribly excited at seeing what they could be eating a few days later… Actually, does that even happen? Is it a modern myth? Or do they…
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Roux At The Pembury

In the last issue of LUSSO, we pondered on how Michel Roux Jr was getting on in the weekend wasteland that is Whitehall, following the re-design of the bar at Roux at Parliament Square. Well, own horn a’ tooting, Roux at the Pembury was named after the chef’s birthplace. Left slightly confused by the particular…
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Salvador Dalliance

Anyway, I am trying to move on, helped by the patriotically attired crew of British Airways who moved me to a seat with extra legroom. I can’t help having legs that go on forever. This is my longest assignment to date – in terms of haul, not legs of course – and to Brazil’s first…
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