Like the multi-layered historic city of Norwich itself, the city’s oldest hotel, The Maids Head, whisks you in a flash from 21st-century in-room iPads to the Middle Ages.
It’s rare to find a country idyll which offers the metropolitan buzz and sophistication of an urban boutique hotel, but The Norfolk Mead Hotel is that very hybrid.
Welcome wine poured, complimentary chocolates opened, there’s a dilemma looking out of the windows of your spacious room at the Clarendon Hotel over the Royal Hundred Hides of Blackheath.
History can be beautiful, compelling and fascinating but you wouldn’t necessarily want to time-travel and put down roots in a bygone era.
Location, location, location. A mere fifteen minutes from the M6, The Swan Hotel is one of the Lake District’s easier charms to access.
The view from the window from my new Mayfair Collection room, high up at the InterContinental Hotel Park Lane, was impressive. No question, a memorable London vignette.
If you feel that you are staying in a magazine photo-shoot, it’s probably because you are. You’ve read the Country Living magazine, now live the life.
It’s not often you can honestly say you have stayed the night in a city hotel that’s quite literally different from anywhere else you may have experienced. Sunborn London is just that. A superyacht permanently moored at the Royal Victoria Dock, no more than a yardarm from the O2 and Excel Centre.
Maybe Agatha Christie missed a trick. Sat gloriously high on a ridge between Dartmoor and Exmoor, bordered by the Rivers Mole and Taw, sits Highbullen, a Victorian Gothic house made for a murder mystery.
London’s South Bank has always been a popular spot. Plenty of tourists looking to enjoy some Thameside entertainment, The Tate Modern, the National Theatre, the BFI. Trouble is, for me, it’s all a bit brutalist grey concrete.