Yes, I have been to Claridges and here is a video to prove it. It was all wonderful: from arriving and being treated to free drinks because they’d messed up our reservation to staying in a suite of 3 plush rooms. The staff were too fawning for my liking, for example leading you to the toilets and pressing the soap dispenser for you. In the lift you had to sit on a gold brocade settee while a man with top hat and coat tails pressed the button and called us sir and madam. I bet he was secretly seething though after we’d been up and down five times without tipping him.