Spent the weekend with the GG in London for a bit of relaxation. Booked into a 4* hotel in Bloomsbury which provided us with a lovely room, one of thenicest I’ve ever stayed in! The honour of nicest remains with the Hilton in Sydney though, with it’s Jacuzzi and balcony view. Harder to nip over to Syndey for a short-break than it is London I guess!4* hotels in the City are an odd thing though. Breakfast on Sunday morning was chaotic (which amused Lin and myself no end!) and the bedroom could have been quieter due to the sash-windows on the room which blocked out little or no noise from the busy street outside! (You can tell I was raised in a 1930′s Semi-Detached property when I start to miss UPVC Double Glazing when away from home!)
Anyway, it seems to me 3* hotels outside of the City are less aesthetically pleasing but more service orientated and you get a better quality of sleep. But I digress…
On the saturday we avoided the tube and walked to visit Covent Garden (where I loved the street performers), the National Portait Gallery (where after seeing a portrait of Sir Winston Churchill, reminded the GG that if an afternoon power-nap is good enough for the greatest war-time leader we’ve ever had – then I could be forgiven them too) and then had a lovely Italian meal on the night with more than a bit of White Wine.
Sunday was spent at Alexandra Palace for a show that I’d got Lin tickets for, before heading for a pub just off Oxford Street where it was newspapers, food and beer. Train journey home, and by Sunday night I was shattered! I used to regularly visit London. Less so now, but I still enjoy short-breaks in the Big City. I’m still mulling over a trip to Olympia this Saturday to the “Best of Stuff” show, but have been away from home so much recently that a weekend in front of the television with a cup of tea and a good book is seeming increasingly attractive.