This is a deliciously quirky hotel, part 19th-century Viennese coffee house, part 20th-century bohemian dive, part 21st-century gentleman’s club. It sits peacefully on St John’s Square in the epicentre of trendy Clerkenwell, both away from the city and very much a part of it. A formal London exterior gives way to theatrical interiors. Rooms overflow with beautiful things – period furniture, claret wallpaper, glass cabinets filled with curios, a couple of Corinthian columns for good measure. You get rugs on wood floors, cool tunes in the air, then a mirrored cocktail bar where you chat to the barman as he mixes you a Calpis Sour. Match your favourite cocktail with yummy bar snacks: scotch eggs, sausage rolls, sharing boards, or skip lunch for a sumptuous afternoon tea instead. Rooms have lots of colour, art everywhere and robes in sparkling bathrooms. One has a four-poster with a Union Jack canopy, those in the eaves have painted bedheads; you get Hypnos beds and crisp linen, antique furniture and bluetooth speakers. Across the square their sister hotel has a fab evening menu and Farringdon Station is close.