Observing Tophams

Categories: Work
Posted by Jon

Oct 26, 2008

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Tophams finally had a review in the newspapers this weekend, we didn’t do too badly.

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“The horror, the horror of Victoria Station on a Saturday afternoon. Italian tourists in their uniform of brown quilted jackets, Americans expecting Hugh Grant, but getting a surly fast-food server who throws an overpriced pasty at them, and desperate souls scouring for cigarette butts.??

With half an hour to kill before meeting my girlfriend, I flee to the nearest pub. The Shakespeare is probably the worst pub in the world. That sullen teenager behind the bar, a drink-sticky carpet, crowds of catatonic tourists. The manager barks at me for sitting in the (near-empty) dining area with just a pint and a paper. I don’t move, so he moves on to menace other tables.??Victoria is hell, the Shakespeare Satan’s torturer-in-chief, but salvation lies just two minutes’ walk away.

Enter Belgravia and the crowds vanish. Street upon street of beautiful Georgian terraces and on Ebury Street lies The Tophams Hotel. A Belgravia institution since the Thirties, and a welcoming oasis in the hubbub of London for generations of guests, it reopened in the summer after a two-year renovation.??Stepping back through its doors must have felt, to regulars, like seeing a maiden aunt returning from Los Angeles sporting a boob job and Botox. Done classily, mind.

Certainly one American regular who was passing by while I was at reception seemed startled, but approving, of the new look.??And what’s not to like? The design is a crisp monochrome, with confident accents of colourful fabrics - a set of fuchsia chairs here, a shocking green sofa there. Our room was all pale tones, except for one wall of bold print wallpaper. However, the design was let down in places - there are 48 rooms, more than the old Tophams, and narrow corridors made the walk to our room feel rather claustrophobic, more Weston-super-Mare boarding house than boutique hotel.??

The hotel does not have a restaurant but there’s a host of great ones close by, including Santini, a renowned Italian just across the street, and Ken Lo’s Memories of China. The hotel has an elegant bar for a perfect pre- or post-dinner drink.??Tophams is clearly aimed at business travellers, but there are plenty of reasons for those not blessed with an expense account to pay a visit. Many sights, such as Buckingham Palace and the South Kensington museums, lie nearby.??The old Tophams prided itself on being a home from home for its visitors and the renovated hotel is trying hard to do the same thing. It was with a heavy heart that I left and walked back into Satan’s station.”

Not too bad I guess, I sort of resent the comment about the corridors though, there isn’t really anything we can do about that.

Meet the Parents

Categories: London
Posted by Jon

Oct 25, 2008

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We woke up to a calm and sunny (but cold) morning today. Perfect for our plans to sail down the Thames to Embankment.

The journey on the boat was smooth and easy. After a short walk we reached Big Ben.

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Afterwards we took a quick detour to Tophams for mum and dad to take a look at the place, then it was on to Knightsbridge for lunch and a visit to Harrods.

A nice, if tiring day was had by us all, you can see a few more images of the day by clicking here.

A year in the life….

Categories: Home
Posted by Jon

Oct 18, 2008

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We couldn’t quite believe it today when we realised it’s exactly a year ago this evening that we first viewed our home.

What followed were a few days of suspense (over a weekend) as we waited for our offer to be accepted, and then a few very stressful months as we waited for completion.

It’s quite difficult to comprehend how things have changed since then, with both our working lives taking turns we never could have predicted.

But hey, that’s the way it goes.

Cheering ourselves up with a bit of murder

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Posted by Jon

Oct 12, 2008

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Sick of seeing constant news articles on the ‘Credit Crunch’ and endless repeated interviews, we decided to amuse ourselves with a Jack the Ripper walk.

Rather than pay for it, we downloaded the route off the net and did it under our own steam. It was a decent enough walk, taking us out of our normal haunts. The actual places the bodies were found were not much to see, most have been built over with new homes.

The best bit was at the end, when we discovered Fournier Street, which is the oldest surviving 18th Century Street in London,  it really is quite pretty, and the houses are amazing.