You probably should visit--but only for a few minutes so that you can say you've been there--because only in London can you have fairy dust sprinkled in a little box, wrapped with a bow and be charged an absolutely outrageous price. Actually, just outrageous would have probably been okay. If you've just won the lottery, inherited a billion or so, or have more money than brains, you'd still be better served to throw it off the roof and watch the show below. Adding insult to injury, my family roped me into afternoon tea. The waitress was indifferent to rude and didn't know anything about the teas themselves, among other issues. The bathrooms are hard to find and not particularly clean. I gave it one "circle" because I'm not sure whether none counts as a review. Also, it does give me some memories from my trip, although they usually pop up in the middle of the night in a dream that leaves me drenched in sweat.
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