I thought I had a pretty high tolerence for extreme wealth but Chelsea is just too much for me. The Sloane Ranger stereotype is real, readers, and they have numbers on their side.
The main attraction of Chelsea is The King’s Road, one of few roads in London prestigious enough to start, albeit unofficially, with a The.
It is a fashion hotspot, having risen to prominence in the 1960s.
Accessed through a distractingly nice cafe, the Chelsea Pensioners Museum is best enjoyed as an unusual accompaniment to lunch.
The museum consists of a few rooms, mostly filled with audiovisual displays. Before long you’ll find yourself emerging into a shop at the end, perhaps betraying the museum’s true purpose.
I can’t fault the facilities at the National Army Museum - their galleries are immaculately laid out in an airy, bright and inviting building.
The museum is very closely affiliated with the army and I felt a little cynical about its purpose - rest assured you won’t be confronted with many difficult questions about their past activities.
The Saatchi Gallery is housed in an absolutely enormous building, so I was a bit surprised that only a couple of galleries were open when I went.
I ended up in a sponsored Vodka exhibition, which was a little surreal.
