It's hard to comment on something that's old news and still get your voice heard in this blogging sphere. There are so many of us now.. writers, journalist, doctors and celebrities. All with a voice, egger to expose our midnight left to right pillow thoughts to anyone, willing to read them, in this critical world of cynical writers that try to find words that rhythm.
After passing down a lovely country lane, we arrived at The Manor at Weston on the Green and I instantly felt pleased I'd made the journey. The Manor is situated through some big iron gates at the end of a gravel driveway, next to plush and green gardens, and we were presented with a wonderfully inviting big country house that is The Manor.
If anyone wants to get into this industry, I'd tell them to work on their striptease - no-one likes a messy performer. There will undoubtedly be wardrobe malfunctions, we all have them, but the more you practice things like corset removal, the more you'll be able to pretend it's all part of the act!
It was a bit of a shock, albeit a pleasant one, when I headed recently to Fortnum & Mason for my first visit to their legendary Jubilee tea salon. Yes, yes, I know it's been going for donkey's years.
As afternoon teas go, I've had some truly horrendous experiences, some especially wonderful experiences and some in between; afternoon tea at The Soho Hotel, was charmingly decadent and very much a wonderful experience.