The Savoy. Murder. 1923

I’ve no idea where this video channel came from but I think I might’ve fallen in love :o)

There was a lovely soothing voice in the background talking about an Egyptian Prince, a French wife, The Savoy Hotel. 1923.

Rewind. Start again!

In a former life, I was fortunate enough to stay in some of the TopPOSH Hotels in the world – including The Savoy. Twice.

What struck me most was not the POSH, the Wealth, the Glamour etc but the fact that DISCRETION is their M.O. As in – we promise that we will know nothing when questioned :o)

I’ve turned up in jeans and old walking shoes, hair awry, no make-up etc and got a very nice welcome.

My sister-in-law and I went on a tipsy jaunt to find the Ladies toilet once and ended up in the kitchens (?!)

Another time we wangled a free dessert that the chef had just created and were chosen as Tasters and Reviewers. Yummy. 10 out of 10.

And I’ve already spoken about Venice and the kitchen/waiting staff serving us every single course coloured Red, White and Green the night Italy were playing England in a World Cup match!!!!!!

Anyway. I digress.

They Got Away With Murder.

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