Denmark's the Spot ; Desperate for a Quiet Weekend, William Cash Decides to Hole Up in Copenhagen Only to Find That the Party Set has Beaten Him to It. And There's Not an Ugly Duckling in Sight

Evening Standard - London › September 09, 2005

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There are plenty of excellent reasons for taking a break to Copenhagen but peace and quiet is not one of them. At least, not in my case.

I wanted to flee London for the weekend, preferably to a city where I didn't know anybody and could play the happy tourist. Well, I had hardly stepped out of the taxi in the spitting rain outside the Queen's winter palace, Amalienborg (your average Pounds 6 million house in Holland Park is larger), when I bumped into one of my wife's oldest New York friends, London girl-about-town art consultant Kadee Robbins (she works closely with modern art collector Alannah Weston, creative director of Selfridges). She was holding up an umbrella with Sidney Ingle-Finch, the glamorous Prada PR wife of London's cigarchomping movie agent Charles Finch.

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Denmark's the Spot ; Desperate for a Quiet Weekend, William Cash Decides to Hole Up in Copenhagen Only to Find That the Party Set has Beaten Him to It. And There's Not an Ugly Duckling in Sight

'What are you guys doing here?' I asked, bewildered. 'Oh, Charles is in LA on business, so we thought we'd check out Copenhagen. Have you been to the Louisiana Museum of Modern Art yet? We're going in the morning. Are you staying at the Hotel D'Angleterre as well?' I wasn't; and if you are going to Copenhagen it's worth deciding whether you are in hip hotel mood or want the grand traditional luxury treatment. If the Skt Petri formerly a Thirties department store, where I was staying is the St Martins Lane of Cop...

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