The silent couple sits shuffling in their chairs whilst the waiters bustle around. Their phones faced down, threatening to disrupt the silence. Then the vibration beckons. With a quick flip of the phone, a stolen look at the screen and an internal relief that there’s something to focus on. When the food comes shoulders relax…
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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…
