THE GOOD LIFE Alice B-B is told

The GOOD LIFE

This month, it’s all about health checks, top grub and saying no to phones for Alice B-B

The full MOT at Lanserhof at the Arts Club

IT’S NEVER TOO LATE… to be the best you can be. Well, that’s the theory behind the top-to-toe health check at Lanserhof at the Arts Club in Mayfair. This is the medical wellness facility where top notch doctors and specialists, with a raft of diagnostic equipment, look after all sorts; from well-lunched Mayfair marauders to Premier League footballers (they come for a once-over before transferring to a new club). The idea is that, whether you need a full-monty overhaul, a little lifestyle tweaking or just fancy safeguarding your future health, this is the place to be. I had blood and muscoskeletal tests, ultrasounds, and my walking and running gait analysed. The upshot – I need to eat less butter and cheese (my cholesterol is a little high – I blame being a quarter French!). And I need to specifically train my ‘unstable pelvis’. Because it’s not too late to avoid a hip replacement. I FEEL SAD… for the restaurants that came a cropper over the last two years. But the enforced cull means a total freshener of the restaurant scene. Over the last month I’ve scoffed good pub food at The Princess Royal in Notting Hill: mysterious dark corners for clandestine meetings, Jinny Blom-designed garden for sunny soirées and a few charming bedrooms upstairs because… you never know. Then to Grosvenor Square for a phenomenally delicious dinner at The Twenty Two: a new hotel, restaurant, members’ club filled with BYTs and whispers that ‘Madonna was here last night’. I can’t stop dreaming about the crab salad made with an entire head of lettuce, a melting steak béarnaise (with a sneaky side of cacio e pepe – because, why not?) and a rascal of a crème brulée. I also went to Michelin-starred Indian restaurant Jamavar – an old friend that has weathered the recent storms. I tipped up for the annual, monthlong ‘Alfonso Mango Celebration’; an homage to the most intensely flavoured variety, which appeared all over the menu from chutney to lassi to curry and finally, the naughtiest little burnt mango tart. I left joyously stuffed and with a booking for next year. ALWAYS ONE STEP AHEAD… My friend ‘Whether you need a FULL- Amazing Amy, who gave a magical party for her birthday and asked that all phones be left at home MONTY overhaul... or just fancy SAFEGUARDING your future HEALTH, this is the PLACE to be’ or with a ‘phone minder’ on the night. Genius. No cutting short great conversation for a selfie, speeches without a sea of black rectangles held aloft and dancing with the reckless abandon only possible without fear of it being filmed and sliding onto social media. And yes – there’s a gaping gap in my photo album chronicling one of the best parties of my life – but the memories are (sort of) all there. My memories – not my THIS MONTH I’LL BE... iPhone’s version. Phonefree is the future. n GETTING sweaty in Ayda Field’s ace new workout gear (shopayda.com). GAZING in wonder at this wooden e-bike (coco-matbike.uk). SAMPLING (via my pup) the new Caboodle dog food – everything a pooch needs for a day all in one nifty box (caboodle.dog).