We had a very agreeable breakfast this morning at Claridge’s. This is my favourite photo of the many royals and glamorous clientele who have frequented the Hotel and bar. Its on your way to the cloakroom and the Gents. A candid shot of the famously abdicated, very dapper Duke of Windsor leaving the hotel after, no doubt, an entertaining evening.
My father’s first job was at Claridge’s. My favourite of his tales is that of the Sheik who had the ballroom flooded and hosted a party on Venetian Gondolas. He also served Noel Coward a gin and tonic.