The Scottish Mail on Sunday - You
For the sleep-deprived
Chewton Glen Hampshire
In a sentence The Richard Curtis of spa hotels: a feel-good escape from reality in a quintessentially English setting.
Room Treehouse, I think you mean. Bigger than the first flat I lived in for a start – and with a better stocked kitchen than my current one. Set apart from the main hotel, the treehouses are designed to make the most of the tranquil setting: floor-to-ceiling windows and a huge terrace with hot tub (above), prime spot for a post-spa glass of champagne.
Bathroom treats Noble Isle products and no scrimping here either – fill that freestanding bath with bubbles and gaze out at the treetops.
Book in for an OTO Sleep Soundly Ritual (from £145 for 60 minutes). Using OTO’S Cbd-infused oils and warmed Himalayan salt stones, this massage focuses on reducing inflammation, rebalancing your body and releasing emotional tension. Perfect for anyone whose mental to-do list pings them awake at 3am most nights (AKA me). The high concentration of CBD in the oils (it’s the brand’s speciality) meant eight hours of pure, deep sleep.
Extracurricular activities Everything from croquet to cookery lessons. For something more low-key, borrow wellies and follow the beach-walk signs through the woods until you reach the sea.
Breakfast A heavenly hamper, delivered to your room through a hatch. Wake up whenever you’re ready and a box of freshly baked warm goodness awaits.
Take-home I was still feeling the relaxing effects of that snooze for weeks. Plus the treatment includes a sleep kit to take away. Having previously been sceptical about how effective CBD could be, I’ve since used the pillow mist and, OK, I was wrong.
Good at indulgence. The cosy bar does a fine line in local beer and wine, plus creative cocktails. Save bone broth and turmeric tea for another day.
Bad at affordability. But it is worth your £££ – decide you deserve a treat and embrace the extravagance!
Cost Rooms from £325; spa evenings from £140, spa days from £210, chewtonglen.com
Lindsay Frankel
‘YOU ARE POLISHED, MASSAGED, THEN WASHED WITH ORANGE BLOSSOM SOAP’