Loyal to my annual festive ritual, I find myself addicted to the Christmas walk which I kind of set up a few years ago. Warm clothes, woolen hat, gloves, my beloved ones and off we go to get the Christmas flavour like nowhere else.
Away from the Oxford Street bustle and walking southbound avoiding busy Regent Street, one can feel Christmas closer by just smelling it in every single corner.
You are almost done with the Christmas trail. You have seen so many things and may have not have come away with anything to put in your stocking. Take a deep breath, walk into The Ritz, and have a warm tea or a bubbly cocktail to wish you well and have a very merry Christmas….