“Keep this weekend free,” he says, pointing at my iCal. “Why?” “Just keep it free.” In the week leading up to the surprise weekend, clues are carefully offered. “You’ll want a nice dress and heels for Saturday night.” “Don’t look at your emails from Amazon.” (A bottle of Moet arrives in the post.) “You need…
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One Night at The Mandrake
It’s early Sunday afternoon, and we step out onto the pavement, dream-like and elevated. Would I say reborn? No, too pretentious. We inhale the fresh air, take in the bright late-summer sunshine and weave through the London throng towards home. We’ve just emerged from 24 hours at the five-star, luxury, boutique hotel, The Mandrake. First…
