Inside Northamptonshire’s 16th Century Luxury Spa Hotel – Forbes

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Gliding down rocky hillsides and winding lanes past great oaks, blossom trees, and Tudor manor houses, meet the grand iron gates of Fawsley Hall guarded by lion heads sat on gothic pillars as the thick misty fog sweeps over the rolling hills of Northamptonshire and you smell the scent of over 1,000 years of history burning in the air.

Curve past a towering wall of hedgerows with a secret arched passageway and follow topiaries leading you to a gothic arched porch with twisted amber lamps hanging overhead and buttercups blossoming from gothic stone urns.

Tiptoeing across flagstone tiles, push against its timber bolted door as you step into a damask walled reception under a medieval chandelier with pinstriped grey velvet armchairs enshrouding hand-carved marble tables and a roaring fireplace adorned with golden flower pots and a bronze empire gilded clock.

Cream-tiled floors flow into the rich white palatial coved lobby with a rustic pine writing bureau and an imposing lion-faced brass staircase dotted with griffin balusters, spiraling off to lavish suites.

Creeping across creaking oak floors, tilt your head to spot a brass stag head hanging above the entrance to The Great Hall – commissioned by Sir Edmund Knightley in 1537.

Sweeping tapestries and retro gold-framed paintings of Tudor kings and queens garnish its oak box-paneled walls with gated stone fireplaces, grand upholstered golden chairs, copper-brushed planters with twining tropical vines, and a lavish three-tiered candelabra, while royal blue chesterfield sofas curve into a cozy nook with views overlooking the sprawling Fawsley Estate.

Nestle into a plum cross-stitched armchair as golden art deco cocktail trolleys whiz past, and nibble on honey-glazed ham and mustard mayonnaise sandwiches, mushroom gougère, homemade scones and grand cakes and pastries with a glass of Ruinart Blanc de Blancs in hand – taking afternoon tea as Lady Knightley once would, under a towering cathedral vaulted ceiling.

Across courtyards and along cobbled stone paths, you’ll swan into the reception of Fawsley’s award-winning spa, housed within the original lodge, with exposed Cotswolds stone, retro brass-caged wall lamps, and Mexican snowballs guarded by rose pink and mint cross-stitched sinking tub chairs.

Meander down narrow oak corridors lined with Venetian mirrors, and you’ll be led into snug dove grey treatment rooms with sand-tiled showers and retractable massage beds as vintage art deco wall lights dim, and you indulge in a 70-minute Sublime Skin Deluxe Lift Facial, inspired by Kobido techniques, to soften wrinkles and energize skin stone with a double peel and lifting mask.

Or sample an OTO CBD Body Jam Ritual using Jam body exfoliator enriched with jojoba seeds to remove dead skin cells and detox excess fluid from the body.

Winding steps spill into a Relaxation Room, where fluffy charcoal throws drape over organic leather beds and pots of lemongrass and rosemary perfume the air.

Downstairs, a panoramic glass walkway borders a tiny courtyard where you can sink into a bubbling hydrotherapy pool as you gaze up at a glittering starry sky—or circumnavigate its surrounding chambers with rattan walnut sun loungers, a Himalayan salt sauna, and a herbal heat lounge.

Hidden below in the South Wing, head to Fawlsey’s 2AA Rosette Cedar Restaurant, dating back to the early 16th century, with intricate woven tapestries, opera brass lanterns, long pomegranate curtains, and hanging horse hooves.

Studded leather banquet chairs surround rich white-clothed tables lit up by Olympia lantern tea lights where you can graze on wood pigeon and duck croquette and savor bites of torched monkfish with avruga caviar, Langoustines bisque, saffron fondant, and kohlrabi, created by Head Chef, Joe Gould.

Cleanse your palette with a rich, creamy lemon posset as you smell the intense floral, chocolate, and licorice aromas of a swirling glass of Côtes du Roussillon.

Waltz through the Conservatory dotted with mouth-blown lamps, arched mirrors, and chessboard golden club chairs as you pass Fawlsey’s flagstone-tiled Knightly Court with potted pansies and bulb orb lights hanging overhead. Gliding up a steep staircase, you’ll arrive at the iron bolted doors of The Master Suite – once playing host to Queen Elizabeth I in 1575.

Rich grape carpets trickle into its Tudor stone-walled master bedroom with English countryside tapestries, baroque gilded bronze mirrors, and Italian oil paintings draped over a crackling herringbone fireplace.

Whilst a Flemish antique tiered brass chandelier hangs above a hand-stitched Chesterfield sofa and an antique leather writing desk with camel-brushed cotton chairs and pine lampshades, perfect for drowning into a Tolkien novel.

Under a low-beamed ceiling, float into a commodious living room with a secret confessional door, stained glass windows, grape-upholstered sofas, and a vast canvas of Queen Elizabeth I as you pour an espresso martini from your golden art deco cocktail trolley.

As the moonlight peers in through arched Tudor windows, step up onto a raised bathroom through a rustic iron latched door as you sink into a rolltop bath framed by lavish Jacobean curtains and snuggle into an ornate hand-carved four-poster bed, looking out onto an ancient cedar tree that was once watched over by British royals alike.

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