The madre came to stay and we ended up lapping up some serious luxury...
I am VERY excited to say that a couple of weeks ago I got to stay at this beast over the weekend (good work daddy crouch with the free points... obviously I could not afford such an extravagant gift for my mums Christmas pressie!) BUT one spa day ticket for the madre later, and we've ended up with a lovely night away on the Thames.
Anyway, we had a nice day trip out on Sunday, shopping and generally mooching around Covent Garden, watching some poor street entertainer attempt to bring out a crowd in the freezing cold and then back to the hotel for a bit more spoiling.
The view from our room was amaze, we managed to wangle an upgrade, the beauty of being female....
And check out the view on that beast.
The next day it was time to treat ourselves at the spa.
I have to say I'm mega jel of the mother though... I booked her a 30 minute massage, and, when phoning to book I was asked whether a male massuse would be ok, to which I promptly replied YES... and then I found out his name is Danielle... Immediately I knew this would be a wise decision, conjouring up images of a beautiful tanned French/Itallian male, however the madre informs me that he was not a French God as we had originally hoped. Disappointing, but he did a mean massage so we'll forgive him of his British origins. I speant the morning taking advantage of all the other facillities, sauna, steam room and jacuzzi and so feeling thoroughly pampered it was time to leave.
I don't think I could do it full time, but being a part time lady of leisure would be a little bit lovely.
I am VERY excited to say that a couple of weeks ago I got to stay at this beast over the weekend (good work daddy crouch with the free points... obviously I could not afford such an extravagant gift for my mums Christmas pressie!) BUT one spa day ticket for the madre later, and we've ended up with a lovely night away on the Thames.
Anyway, we had a nice day trip out on Sunday, shopping and generally mooching around Covent Garden, watching some poor street entertainer attempt to bring out a crowd in the freezing cold and then back to the hotel for a bit more spoiling.
The view from our room was amaze, we managed to wangle an upgrade, the beauty of being female....
And check out the view on that beast.
The next day it was time to treat ourselves at the spa.
I have to say I'm mega jel of the mother though... I booked her a 30 minute massage, and, when phoning to book I was asked whether a male massuse would be ok, to which I promptly replied YES... and then I found out his name is Danielle... Immediately I knew this would be a wise decision, conjouring up images of a beautiful tanned French/Itallian male, however the madre informs me that he was not a French God as we had originally hoped. Disappointing, but he did a mean massage so we'll forgive him of his British origins. I speant the morning taking advantage of all the other facillities, sauna, steam room and jacuzzi and so feeling thoroughly pampered it was time to leave.
I don't think I could do it full time, but being a part time lady of leisure would be a little bit lovely.
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