Shopping in Bond Street the other day, I looked around Gucci and realised I was the only person left in London who doesn’t have a tattoo. What should I get as a reminder every morning in the shower of my one beacon of truth? Obviously, cute little animals representing your playful, lithe soul are all…
In a territory where the first paved road was laid in 1960, but which now commissions and completes new acts of architectural bravura quicker than other countries draw up plans for a bathroom extension, the resort, the last Sheikh’s place to get away from it all, comes from the UAE’s “Middle Ages”: 1971. When you…
A weekend in Marbella. It’s a simple concept but one that could, according to tourist guides or rumour, go one of two ways. There’s the British tourist’s Marbella which, while not as vomity as Torremelinos et al, or as ripped to the proverbial as Ibiza, still suggests Northerners spilling out of too small outfits and…
Don Draper, distant and sad, slinks off from the forced reverie of the wedding party and explores the venue – an opulent, labyrinthine Long Island country club. In the club lounge, he finds a charming, grey haired Southerner behind the cocktail bar. Draper offers to fix an Old Fashioned for each of them and the…
We whip through the Blackwall Tunnel, exhausts flaring and roaring, enjoying the hum and purr of the monstrous engine restrained in this glowing rocket. Headlights flit-flit-flit through the central reservation but our eyes are on the lookout for Gatsos, flashing blue lights and undercover coppers. We’re encapsulated in a quiet pod, a super-smooth ride that’s…
The word staycation is a disgusting one, I feel dirty for using it, but I’m doing so to prove a point. As abhorrent as the word is, the concept is a great one. Travel takes time and time is precious, when I want a weekend away (which I so often do) the idea of airports…
The Ragaz Resort Spa in Switzerland is offering the ultimate in Spa treatments as it incorporates three stages of Spa treatments. From massage, steam and sauna, through laser treatments right through to liposuction and plastic surgery. The centre at the Grand Resort Bad Ragaz spans over 5,500 square meters and its recently finished facilities include…
And as Chelsea Clinton and Charlie Sheen board that same 21st-century carriage that once held Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, they ride past the glorious Port Authority Bus Terminal, where three thousand drunk and homeless vagrants wait to escort them to the top of the Empire State Building, off whose roof they will be ceremoniously…
Rightly or wrongly (well, if we’re honest, rightly) so, the serviced apartment has long been considered the dowdier cousin of the more illustrious Grand Hotel. They were usually only contemplated for their suite-like space, one suspects, for the ability to rustle up a meal in the confines of a closet-like kitchen. In recent years, however,…
The Granada I knew was as pretty as a postcard – the only problem was that was the only experience I’d had of it. Postcards. And after 5 hours in cattle class with Iberia, who offer complimentary turbulence and little else, and a sweaty transfer at Madrid’s ridiculous excuse for an airport, I needed a…