Adventure v. Culture – a conscientious balancing act
How does one do it? Whether you’ve been married for years, are just about to walk to the aisle, or still trying to find new ways to hint at that Harry Winston Cushion-Cut Micropavé you’ve been ogling for years (or even find the right eligible suitor to propose to you with it) an injection of both culture and adventure in a relationship however familiar or new is, I think, essential. Gone are the days where we can lounge on a Sloane sofa, weekend after weekend in a semi-comatose state and expect our love lives to remain fizzing with excitement and amorousness. Today, our idealistic expectations are through the roof (guilty as charged). We need both our intellect and instincts to be mutually stimulated to romantically sustain us, especially with dates.
Well, where to start? Perhaps setting a weekend date full of adventure – no holds barred! Lucky enough was I to experience just that not so long ago: a high-ropes tree top course (propelling yourself at speed and height into a cargo net, perhaps not the most glamorous of activities), late night bowling (oh the pitfalls), the parklands of a National Trust House, Cheddar Gorge, afternoon tea in the country and a gig to boot. So there’s the adventure box ticked. To follow suit why not repay the favour with a stronger dash of culture?
Back in London the possibilities for cultural repasts are of course endless. You could perhaps opt for the enchantment of Kensington Palace gardens followed by a performance by English National Ballet at The Royal Albert Hall, a fabulous feast at the Lobster Shack on Kings Road, London Zoo (inevitably true – boys will never grow up), The Last Days of Troy at The Globe (worth it for wonderful Achilles alone) and dinner overlooking the river at Oxo. Exhausting yet exhilarating (and inspiring). Whoever says romance is dead has, perchance, not seen enough Shakespeare.
Balance here is the key: a little like ballet romance needs to be kept on its toes!