You just can’t beat London at Christmas. Unless you’re lining up to get into the Tube station (never mind onto a train) at Oxford Circus, in the pissing rain. Then you’re better off in one of those glass igloos in Finland.
When I’m in town for the holidays, I find myself returning to a few old faithfuls, with a few old faithfuls.
The Zetter Marylebone
Keep this gem up your sleeve for when the crowds become a little too much.
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