Look, if you want a trendy, Instagram-obsessed hotel with a rooftop bar and neon signs, go elsewhere. But if you want to feel like a proper Londoner for a weekend—with a central base, a comfy bed, and a full English breakfast—the Blakemore Hyde Park delivers. It’s the hotel equivalent of a warm hug from a slightly dusty aunt. You’ll leave feeling well-fed and a little bit nostalgic.
So, yes. I’d stay again. And I’d probably book that park-view room, order room service once, and spend an hour just watching the joggers. It’s the little things, you know?
Now go grab a coffee. You’ve earned it.
