My arrival at Zoë's was high on emotion and I feel I've never been as welcome as I was back there. To cut a long story short, my journey to London was the worst and I arrived much later than expected, very frustrated, very sorry for my hosts and having the hardest of times to hide it… but all of this was swept away in a click when I met Zoë and her boyfriend Danton, who both felt for me and were both extremely welcoming and reassuring. As I was shown into their home and handed a warm cup of tea by Danton, Zoë took it out of my hands and gave me a glass of wine instead, as if she was reading into me like an open book—one of those incongruous moments that make you forget all the rest. I slept like a baby.

I only stayed three nights so I didn't get the chance to know them very well alas, but our few encounters were very pleasant. I was there to do some house-hunting, and was offered very good descriptions of what it feels like to live in this or that neighbourhood—ultimately, I found the perfect spot exactly where they recommended me to look.

The place in itself is clean and tidy, the bed very comfortable, plus there's a great collection of various teas—although I am no expert—so one gets one's money's worth. Definitely recommended.