Between the Queens 60th anniversary and the Olympic Games, London is
positively jubilant right now. Pack your best umbrella and head for
Heathrow.
The Cranley Hotel (from 119) is a lovely place to lay your soggy
brollie between visits to the V&A
tea at Fortnums
and cocktails at Claridges.
On a sleepy street in Kensington, (in spitting distance of shops,
museums and great gastro-pubs) the hotel brims with British charm. Rooms
are small, and elegantly appointed with pretty rooftop views quite like
those in Mary Poppins.
Stock up on Penhaligon’s toiletries, and dont miss the champagne and
canapés served every evening in the lounge. Bring your glad rags. This
is London; you never know who might pop in for a Pimms. Athena Tsavliris
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