Inspired by my friend’s post on Instagram, and in an ongoing attempt to improve my relationship with food, I thought I’d do a round-up of my favourite things I’ve eaten this year. Read more
I’ve been to Hurley House Hotel twice now, and both times I utterly loved it. The first time I went alone, having booked an impromptu weekend break when it got to halfway through Friday and I realised I just couldn’t deal with the thought of doing any more work. I arrived, spent the night in the comfy bed, showered under the waterfall shower in the morning, spent six hours in the luxurious bathtub draining the contents of the minibar, and had a Michelin-starred dinner before bed. On the Sunday morning I had a wonderful brunch in a beautiful dining room, and by the time I left I knew I’d be back.
Fast forward to my friend’s surprise hen do, for which we had to arrange six of us to get together somewhere, either for dinner or the night or both. Read more
The latest instalment in a series in which I answer the ongoing question “How do you fit it all in?”, which people ask me when I tell them what I do. Read more
I’m not normally a white wine person, but I was in a hotel the other day and the minibar was calling to me, and I wasn’t feeling particularly enticed by their red option. So I popped open (well, unscrewed) the white from the mini-fridge and took it into the bath with me. And thus began a very happy evening which ended with me dining on pigeon wellington in their rather swish restaurant.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. Read more