There are two words guaranteed to brighten any gloomy afternoon, but which are ESPECIALLY welcome in this never-ending month of January. Nope, not ‘free bar’ (though that comes close second): spa day.
I recently received a kind invitation to Hoar Cross Hall, and after checking it out online, I knew I was in for something really special. This Grade II listed stately home looked unlike any other spa I’d visited, and so last Sunday morning I whizzed over there with high expectations. (And by ‘whizzed’ I obviously mean I crept across at about 5 miles per hour because it had snowed overnight and the Derbyshire country roads were close to giving this city girl a breakdown.) View Full Post
If you read my Cedarwood Spa review a couple of months ago, you’ll know that after years of never experiencing them, I’m totally into spa days now (I’ve also finally started drinking wine, which is nothing to do with this review but wheeee, I’m finally growing up guys). So when I was invited along to join some other bloggers at the Fishmore Spa Shell last weekend, I obviously said yes. After all, who says no to spending time in a luxurious spa and then stuffing their face with afternoon tea? Nobody I want to be mates with, that’s fo sho.
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Okay, unladylike confession time: up until a couple of weeks ago, I had never experienced a spa day. Or even a spa. Or even a swimming pool that wasn’t in a grotty leisure centre or an Ibiza hotel, to be honest. It was something that hadn’t appealed to me, probably just because I didn’t have a need for it. But, as I’ve sashayed through my 20s and started experiencing more stressful situations (have you ever dealt with letting agents?!), the urge for a relaxaing, pampering experience has been stronger and stronger. So when I was recently invited along to visit the Cedarwood Spa in the nearby Forest of Arden Marriott Hotel, I jumped at the chance.
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