Bolthole

I have a repertoire of Bolt Holes, some secret, some shared - like the Hotel Bar of the Red Lion in Henley on Thames where literature and scrambled existentially enlightening conversations with creatives is a Malbec Sunday afternoon must. 

Another location I've kept to myself has been the Park House in Shifnal in the depths of Shropshire.  Vicks and I have been going for years, only when certain that it's quiet - the Hotel hosts beautiful summer weddings and events, but we always arrange antisocial times to visit when the Butlers Bar is near empty. 

That way, we can vent, scheme and plot in comfort and confidence. Vicks has a huge business focus and an entrepreneurial drive, and developing our companies is a shared passion - as well as macaroons and prosecco... 

We found two sumptuous chesterfields, a glass of bubbles and hunkered down to pitch ideas back and forth... 

It was a rainy lunchtime and we had no motivation to leave our conversations. 

The menu teased me, and the waitress could see my anguish - do I go for a salmon and dill sandwhich, or straight to the cake, but what about scones... She recommended the afternoon tea - it covered everything! 

We started with Camomile and Black Tea... 

... and more Prosecco... 

... and then with the rain rapping at the window, we sipped another round of tea... 

Then came the selection of cakes and sandwiches... 

... and the instagram posts... 

Mmmm

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nutty chocolate afternoon tea

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We were pretty pleased with the choice... 

Little macaroons graced the tiers - I eyed out the raspberry and caramel ones!  

We nibbled, sipped, schemed and plotted while the rain fell and the trees swayed with the summer storm. 

England, when it comes to the weather, you've got some improvements to make, but when it comes to afternoon teas, you know how to get it right! 

*cheers*