A spa weekend to remember at Ragdale Hall | Love London | Lifestyle Blog
Every year my mum and her pals visit Ragdale Hall for their Bring A Friend Free weekend (essentially bogof) – and this year, I was lucky enough to be 'the friend' of choice – a gift for my 30th birthday. Something I was SO excited about, especially after the gluttony of Christmas, the horror of that first week back at work and the trauma of turning 30. Driving up through the country lanes of Melton Mowbray and into the gorgeous Downton Abbey-esque grounds of Ragdale Hall I felt instantly relaxed. A charming gentleman (Mr Carson?) greeted our group of 8 at the front door and ushered us out of the howling winds and into the cosy belly of Ragdale, whilst a valet parked our car. It's the little details that make the difference. 'First things first' said mum, 'clothes off and robes on, immediately.' Apparently the charm of Ragdale over any other spa is that you can wear your robe for the ENTIRE weekend – from breakfast through to dinner – and no one bats an eyelid. Because who wouldn't want