When I mentioned that I was going to Northern Ireland for a weekend, many friends and readers were really surprised. But it was one of the places I always wanted to go – it is shameful how little time I spend travelling around the UK, so I was keen to make it happen. Plus Mr. O does a fab Northern Irish accent and I wanted more. A lot more.
This year, we went back to Switzerland for a bit of Alpine lux and ski. And found more than we expected at the fab Kempinski Grand Hotel des Bains in St. Moritz.
The grand dame of Danish hospitality, the Hotel d’Angleterre, in Copenhagen, was the only place on my list on my recent visit to Denmark’s capital. Recently the subject of an incredibly tasteful refurbishment, I must admit it was one of the most beautifully designed hotels I have ever stayed at. Pair that with possibly the best looking team ever, and we were in for a treat.
Returning to Mallorca was, as expected, almost magic. There is something about this island – very relaxed, but also quite chic, and also very pleasant to the eye. I like the variety that it offers – you can be in places where you see no one, you can do some decent shopping, the food is incredible and the sea is so beautiful, you can’t quite believe you are in Europe.
It is always a pleasure to return to one of France’s leading ski resorts… and this time I did, with 6 of my dear friends for a week of snow, skiing and chalet comfort.
A memorable night at the Raymond Blanc Festival of Music at the Belmond Le Manoir Aux Quat’Saisons, just around the corner from us, and one of our favourite places in Oxfordshire, UK.
I am a great believer that one can never have too much Italy in one’s lives. So to end Autumn in style, and to celebrate our 5th wedding anniversary, Mr. O and I made our way to the lovely Venice.