My tour of Great Britain: one night in a Highland Hotel

On our final night in Scotland we moved from out holiday park in Nairn to The Knockendarroch - a beautiful highland hotel perched on the edge of a valley overlooking the surrounding hills in Pitlochry in the south of the CairnGorms.

We stayed in the top of the hotel in two rooms with balconies which afforded a brilliant view of the sunrise moving along the valley and gradually lighting up the green below.

In the morning I sat in the lounge, which is all highland charm, but none of the stuffiness. It features 'authentic colours and design from Farrow & Ball, Zoffany, and Yves Saint Laurent' - as The Knockendarroch website boasts and with good reason, it is beautiful. If I somehow were to meet a Laird and find myself with a castle to do up, this is how I would do it.

Added to the wonderfully coloured interior my coffee came in a cafetiere. Perfection.

My tour of Great Britain: a Saturday morning in Bridgend

On Saturday morning after our first night in Bridgend I woke up early to book my Olympic tickets. I had left it to the last minute and was slightly paranoid that Tuesday would come and go and I'd forget all about them.

The quiet of the hotel at seven o'clock in the morning was very different to the party atmosphere at 12am the previous night. Eventually I found a waitress setting up the breakfast and ordered a coffee.

I sat in the bar on a big green sofa, the door to the decking outside was open with a fresh breeze was blowing through and the sun was shining outside.

My coffee came in a pot on a tray which allowed me to pour several cups and for it to keep warm whilst I studied which events I actually wanted to see at next years Olympics and which I was prepared to pay for!