We loved the snap-happy Lord L's pics of lovely peachy bums leaning on Soviet statues or descending Metro escalators. Good start.

This is where to come for a killer cocktail and free grub because like any luxury hotel, nibbles come as standard. Plus there’s no scrimping here: four layers of meaty green olives, cashews, Bombay mix and - much to BarChick's delight - the humble crisp.

We drank a Daiquiri and a New Yorker (and quickly), laid back on smart, comfortable sofas and studied the views of the square outside. The lobby is the definition of elegance, with its windows wrapping around the pretty square and it is THE place for cocktails and afternoon tea dah-ling.