we visited the Home House for lunch as guests and I must say I was overwhelmed with the service and the quality of the food! Also the building is really magnificent and it offers various venues and menus for every occasion. I had the asparagus for starter, the lamb and pudding for main. I was amazed with the huge wine and champagne list! If u get the chance you just have to go, between shopping of course :)

The Home House, right in the centre of London close to Oxford street, has a big reputation; Classy, Chique, Rich and Famous. Pity thing is that this always attracts a double amount of wannabes. It makes you wonder whether their membership is worth it. It definitely does not stop people gazing through the salons making pictures with you in it.

The Home House seems to be a bit short of staff. Even though every one is extremely friendly it does take some time your eager pointing finger or waving hand noticed. Money wise a good thing. Getting drunk on an average of £12 for a glass of wine is quite a diet for your wallet.

True. The house is beautiful that's a given. The rooms outdated that's a certain. But who does sleep here hoping for a spa in the bathroom or even an a.c.? I slept in the Duke of Atholl suite. Third floor front side. It was the most fantastic autumn weekend with a sweet 28° C daytime temperature. My room at night did not get any colder than that. The Duke of Atholl suite is huge and covers almost one third of the front side building. Vestibule, sitting room, bed room and bath room with grandeur. It's like waking up in Pride and Prejudice. Either you like it or you hate it.

Leave expectations at home and enjoy because this is by far the funniest place to see London from the inside. You're a part of the London society in-crowd for a weekend. A once in a lifetime experience that no 5 star hotel can ever give you. My verdict? I'd come back just because it’s different.

I experienced the worst food in a London club ever, when taken to Home House for dinner this week by a corporate member. My asparagus was hard and far too cold. My lamb was horribly greasy. There was no way I would risk a pudding. I thought the loos were quite good though.

It seemed to me that lingering about in the various reception rooms were a lot of London's office workers who seem to think, by the way passing people are checked out, that this is the place to meet their future partners. Apart from a lively bar in the garden and a private party, the entire place reminded me of a mausoleum. The building is as grim as the food. I was offered the opportunity to become a member. I politely declined.

A must to avoid. Crowded ,poor service ,shabby, dog haired and staff with attitude.