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Sam Jordison
The bulk of the Manor at Weston-on-the-Green arrived during the reign of Queen Elizabeth I, although the oldest remaining portions of the property are thought to have been built in the fourteenth century, and it can trace its history back to the Domesday Book. It’s a venerable pile in other words and, like all self-respecting country…
I’ll tell you what’s great. Lying in a bath overlooking Chesham Place. This is one of London’s most chi-chi squares. There’s an attractive little park, some grand Georgian Terraces and it’s buzzing with top-of-the-range cars. Purposeful men stride through in power suits, powerful women clatter on heels and comically frazzled shoppers laden down with bags from…
If you think revenge is a dish best served cold, then you haven’t tasted some of the entrées at this latest gastronomic exercise in immorality. Two members of a criminal gang have just been arrested and put into prison, in solitary confinement. The police have got the men bang to rights on one charge, but want to…
Take one of the great European destinations, pick two hotels and add a dose of unseasonably good weather. Craic guaranteed. Here’s something I never thought I’d write: ‘I arrived in Dublin in the middle of a heatwave’. I didn’t see a spot of the traditional Irish rain. It was like being in Antibes, only with…
You know you’re having a good massage when it becomes difficult to think about anything at all – except how good your massage is. My mind attempted to latch on to any deep, involved thought, from profundity to crisis, alighting on nothing, always drifting back to the ministrations of the masseuse. Within an hour of…
If I told you I was lying on a sun-lounger in the middle of the night, on a moor, in Scotland, in deep winter, and I was laughing with glee, you might assume I’d had a few drinks. You’d be right too. I was three sheets to the freezing wind. But it wasn’t a drunken…
Guide books are always banging on about what good fun it is to get “lost” amongst winding streets of medieval cities – but I can tell you from hard experience that it isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. At least, it isn’t a good idea to go the wrong way under the glare of…