Autumn. It’s considered ‘basic’ now to adore the season of rust coloured leaves, snuggling into warm scarves and sipping lattes – but I’ve always loved it. Something I love even more (if that’s possible) is exploring London houses and gardens in Autumn – it is beautiful, calm and cool.
So, I thought I’d put together a list of my favourite houses with gardens where the leaves turn vibrant shades of orange and red (oh, and millennials, they’re all completely instagrammable for your Fall toned outfit shots – just sayin’!)
I adore Marylebone. I spent nearly 5 years working in an office there before launching my freelance business and to say I love the area is an understatement. So, when I was invited to try the First Table services, I had to choose the new Boxcar Butcher & Grill – any excuse to visit my favourite area in London.
Disclaimer: We were invited guests of First Table, but my thoughts and terrible puns are all very much my own.
Boxcar is tucked away just behind Marble Arch Underground station, within a clutch of boutique businesses on New Quebec Street. It’s an area where quality is king, full of discerning local foodies – and we were excited to try out their hearty menu.
Most people spend their lives avoiding situations that would put them behind bars. But true to past form, I actively researched the best way to get Mr Kiwi and I locked into prison – but it was at the luxurious Malmaison hotel in Oxford, rather than at her Majesty’s pleasure.
When I first saw Lauren’s gorgeous stay here last year, it stayed on my mind and at the top of my UK hotel bucket list – until I spotted that they had a Friday evening spot available in the A-wing – one of the original prison’s wings of this unique hotel.
When a mysterious invite landed in my email inbox, asking if I’d like to attend a private dining experience at the Aztec Hotel and Spa tucked just between Bristol and Bath, I was intrigued to say the least.
Disclaimer: We were invited guests of Aztec Hotel and Spa, & the lovely Private Dining London team, but my images and words are all very much my own.
Using our overnight stay as an opportunity to explore Bristol again (the last time was around a decade ago though it seems like only a few months) we thoroughly enjoyed our moseying around the highlights of this nautical city.
Oxford is one of those cities that seems unaffected by the passing of time. Whenever we slip there for a day trip from London or a cheeky overnighter – or once for lunch – we’re always struck by just how beautiful it is.
The ‘city of dreaming spires’ simply glows. The beautiful stone that makes up the majority of buildings almost emanates the years of learning that has gone on behind them, or am I just being fanciful?