Dodging showers we made it to the Ritz, not looking our best, but not looking too bedraggled either. Back in February when I’d booked our afternoon tea I’d half hoped for rain so I could have one of the top-hatted doormen hold a golf umbrella over my head as I went up to the steps to the entrance. Continue reading “Afternoon Tea at the Ritz”
Afternoon Tea at the Ritz
An afternoon spent masquerading as a posh lady got another challenge ticked off my 60 things to do before I’m 60 list.
