Up On the Roof


Were one in the market for something airy and light, this skyward retreat from the teeming masses that are so annoyingly evident these days, might be just the thing. The aforementioned lilliputian manor in Windsor, a penthouse with a rooftop terrace, promises to fortify, placate and soothe the troubled brow. Priced for the recession at a modest £1.6m, it has all the amenities:

LOOKS The contemporary riverside penthouses in Royal Windsor Quay have spectacular covered roof terraces with majestic views of the Thames, Windsor Castle, Eton College and the Berkshire countryside.

CHARM The modern living space, which has luxurious dark oak flooring, polished porcelain, Italian marble, and granite and steel surfaces, opens through a glazed partition onto the stunning terrace.

ESSENTIALS The Windsor area is home to a high concentration of Michelin-starred restaurants, including Heston Blumenthal’s Fat Duck in Bray.

What could be more appropriate to the discriminating aesthete? On a splendid midsummer’s night, following a round of libations on the terrace, one could literally float down to the streets like that other celestial creature, Mary Poppins, to join friends at the awaiting table at Fat Duck for a repast of snail porridge, liquorice-poached salmon and a finish of a plump taffety tart of caramelized apple, fennel, rose and candied Lemon. It is almost certain that a time “half mad with hilarity” as Lady Diana Manners might say, would ensue.


Telegraph: Properties (Savills, 01344 295 375, http://www.savills.co.uk)




~ by eaesthete on 08/02/10.

3 Responses to “Up On the Roof”

  1. Chère Suzanne:

    After your enticing description, especially the part about drinks with friends followed by a great dinner at a fine restaurant, I’m all ready to buy. I’ve always wanted a pied à terre à Londres, anyway. The only problem is that I find myself a little short of the asking price to the tune of £1.599m. Oh well, c’est la vie…

    -The Utah Mixologist

    • One need not own the terrace, Jim, just have an engaging ‘understanding’ with someone who does. Since time immemorial, it has always been about who one knows, no? In any event, I cannot imagine a more delightful companion in our imagined dinner party than yourself.

  2. somehow i don’t think when this old world starts getting me down, snail porridge is going to be the pick-me-up of choice, even in berks/windsor.

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