On Friday, 1st October, it was my birthday. Family court listing had given me the gift of a contested hearing in the afternoon which I planned to conduct remotely from chambers. But there was some light to the dark tunnel of work. I was going to be treated to a birthday brunch before the hearing.
It had to be somewhere close enough for me to travel back easily to Chambers.
Dalloway Terrace was chosen and four of us made our way to this elegant, rather secluded retreat from the hustle and bustle of Tottenham Court Road.
Named after the title character in a Virginia Woolf novel, Dalloway Terrace is a delight.
Described as poetic and quintessentially English with the charm of a secret garden, Dalloway terrace, thankfully, isn’t just a pretty space. The food is delicious too and charmingly presented.
It’s a definite recommendation from me.