Category Archives: Spas

Hartwell House: A stay with the Downton Abbey factor

You know you’re in good hands when you arrive at a hotel spa and find Downton Abbey‘s head butler Carson (aka the terrific actor Jim Carter) lounging in the hot tub.

Hartwell House in Buckinghamshire might not be on as grand a scale as Highclere, the real-life Downton Abbey, but its traditional country house atmosphere would certainly make Lord and Lady Grantham feel very much at home.

Hartwell House Buckinghamshire
Hartwell House is a 17th century stately home which has welcome everyone from deposed French King Louis XVIII to Bill Clinton

Hartwell House is no stranger to notable guests, having hosted everyone from the Queen Mother and Kylie Minogue to Bill Clinton and Oliver Reed (presumably not all at the same time) and most recently was chosen by Chancellor George Osborne to host the G7 finance ministers’ summit.

Hartwell House Buckinghamshire
No visit to an English stately home would be complete without my yellow photobombing car

However the hotel, given to the National Trust by Thomas Cook heir Ernest Cook and managed by Historic House Hotels which also owns Bodysgallen in Wales and Middlethorpe Hall in York (all three are part of the Pride of Britain Hotels group) is certainly no celeb-hangout, but a very discreet country retreat which provides a perfect escape from the outside world. Continue reading Hartwell House: A stay with the Downton Abbey factor

The Grove Hotel: luxury country living at its finest

There was nothing around to disturb the peace of my morning stroll around the 300 acres of Hertfordshire countryside which surrounds The Grove hotel – nothing, that is, until a helicopter suddenly swooped down and landed on the immaculate lawn just outside the main building.

Any hotel where the guests arrive by air is usually full of the super-rich or the super-busy, but thankfully The Grove is large enough to absorb all sorts of guests without feeling too full. In fact one of the best things about our stay is that in spite of there being 225 rooms at The Grove – 26 in the older Mansion House and 191 in the more modern West Wing – it never felt crowded.

The Grove Hotel Hertfordshire
In spite of being just by the M25, The Grove is surrounded by 300 acres of countryside

Owned by the Ralph Trustees, the privately-owned family group which also owns the Athenaeum and Runnymede hotels, The Grove used to be the family seat of the Earls of Clarendon before becoming, over the decades, a gardening school, health centre, riding school and a girls’ boarding school.

It was even the secret HQ for the London, Midland & Scottish Railway during the war and was bought by its current owners in 1996 who rescued it from near ruins.

The Grove Hotel Hertfordshire
Its rural setting makes it the perfect spot for a relaxing walk

Opened as a hotel in 2004, The Grove now attracts a rather well-heeled clientele, with the vast car park full of the more expensive type of car – Jaguars, Daimlers and even a Rolls-Royce could be seen next to my rather more humble Fiat 600 . It also has its own 7,152 yard championship course which has played host to the likes of Tiger Woods, and its popular luxury spa, Sequoia.

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Lucknam Park: my very own Palladian mansion for a night

It isn’t every day I stay in a 17th century Palladian mansion but after just a few hours at the Luckham Park hotel and spa I was walking around as if I had lived there for years.

I would grandly descend the staircase from my room – no, make that my set of rooms –  and then sweep out of the front door as if I owned the place. It was especially fun to sweep  out of the front door, because directly ahead was a fabulous mile-long drive lined with 400 lime and beech trees.

Lucknam Park - my country home for a night
Lucknam Park – my country home for a night

‘This is my driveway,’ I would tell myself as I rounded the corner to the view, and then reverse to do it again. ‘I have a mile-long tree-lined driveway leading right up to my front door.’

lucknam park
The view from the front door of Lucknam Park’s mile-long driveway

I later discovered that the trees, which were planted in 1827, played their part in British history, their sweeping branches having been the perfect camouflage under which to park the Spitfire and Hurricane planes from the nearby aerodrome during the Second World War. Continue reading Lucknam Park: my very own Palladian mansion for a night