There was some light festival happening in central London that Tom and I went to, but everywhere was far too busy and when it came to finding a pub for a drink... yeah right.

So we googled 'quiet places to drink in London' and the resounding answer seemed to be hotel bars. We settled on the Savoy and quite sheepishly made our way to one of the bars at the back of the hotel. We sensed a little push back from the person at the entrance, but perhaps we were projecting... we weren't exactly dressed for it.

We only bought a couple of drinks (£££!) but had the best couple of hours in there. It's probably where my obsession with hotel bars as drinking spots began.