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A la Colthard – Claridges & Hush but first the hairdresser

Like so many people my first port of call yesterday was the hairdresser.

It had been over 3 months since my last visit and my “ barnet’ was a mass of unruly curly and ends.  Yet it in an odd way I felt more youthful too.

My hairdresser had coped with the lockdown well – in some ways its easier for single people – as he is – and more difficult for those in a strained  relationship.

The floor of the salon was strewn with shorn locks.

I felt much the better afterwards.

I gave myself  a treat in London by reserving a room at Claridges but it was partly force majeur as most hotels are not re-opening till May 17th.

There is a  hairdressing connection as husband Ollie used to have his hair done by Ken there in the eighties.

I was shocked to learn that last year Ken died of covid.

Readers know how much store I put on first greeting.

There was a lady just inside the entrance who greeted me and then directed me to front desk. All was efficient.

I was given a tour of the restaurants and then conducted to my large room.

I particularly noted a spacious bathrooom and dressing room.

I was delighted in the bathroom to see my old Japanese friend – the toilet with hot water jets.

I deserve such luxury after months of lockdown of cooking, housework and deprivation of luxury.

I met an old friend and his son- my godson – at Hush for late lunch round the corner.

It’s USP is a huge open terrace thus it could open.

We were seated on the edge of the terrace in an alley, the only drawback being a biting wind.

The service was random. About 6 times as we were settling in, a waiter wanted our wine order but it did not end there as, once given, two more returned to ask again.

I was beginning to think one fancied me !!!!

My food (burrata and steamed stone bass) was quite delicious but there was a 45 minute gap between courses.

We were not bothered by time but I was getting hungry.

It’s not cheap especially the wine list where you would do well to find anything less than £50 but hey, it was in its own way a special occasion to be savoured.

About Daphne Colthard

After graduating at RADA but finding no roles Daphne went into magazine journalism with Good Housekeeping. Widely recognised as one of the country's leading restaurant and hotel reviewers, particularly by herself, Daphne is the author of "Bedded and Breakfasted", a light hearted chick novel and Grand Hotels DC: the Daffers Dictionary. Daphne lives in West London and is married to an investment banker Oliver. They have 2 boys Humphrey and Tarquin. More Posts