Sharrow Bay, Ullswater, Cumbria
Friday, March 25th, 2011If you have just scaled England’s third highest mountain via Striding Edge, slipped and nearly died, wished that you owned a pair of crampons, nearly shat yourself, and in the process built up a hunger hole the size of one of Sherpa Tenzing’s footprints, you could do worse than get your scram at one of the poshest hotels in the lake district, the self proclaimed inventor of sticky toffee pudding. Make sure you take your Amex Black Card, though. And check you are still in possession of your arms and legs on the way out.
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