Being Elizabeth by Barbara Taylor Bradford

Author:Barbara Taylor Bradford
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780007287185
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2008-10-25T22:00:00+00:00

The idea of the spas really took hold later that afternoon, and Elizabeth’s head was teeming with ideas. By the time she arrived home at nine o’clock she had thought everything out. And she was tremendously excited.

In the past few months she had decided to open spas in all of their hotels, considering them a necessity. Spas were ‘in’, as were gyms, and both facilities were vitally important to hotel guests. Very simply, they expected them to be available. Time and again she had said to Cecil and Robert that their hotels had to be pulled into the twenty-first century, pointing out that one way to do this was to introduce the spas and gyms. They had agreed with her and, luckily, so had the board. Her plans were already underway and building had started.

Today she had had a vision … a vision of the spas as an entity unto themselves. They didn’t have to be confined to their hotels only. An Elizabeth Turner Spa, called Forever Bliss, could be opened anywhere, and it would be a separate business, financed by her and therefore controlled by her. The possibilities were endless. Quite aside from building the spas at the vineyards in Mâcon and Provence, Elizabeth had decided this evening that she would open spas in London, Leeds, Manchester and Edinburgh, perhaps even Paris and New York. To her the idea was inspirational, and she was certain that it would be a smash hit. There were no doubts in her mind at all, in fact. She had the will and the drive and the money to make the spas succeed.

Walking through into the kitchen, she took the plate of smoked salmon and buttered brown bread out of the refrigerator, removed the linen napkin covering it, and carried the plate back to the library.

Sitting down at her desk, she went over the notes she had made in the office a short while ago, scanning them quickly. She was pleased; she had thought of everything. Her perfect colour scheme was all-white with just a hint of milky pale-green underlying it: mood and atmosphere would be created by the colour scheme, as well as minimalism in the décor, barely audible music playing in the background, perfumed candles and potpourri; plus luxurious bathrobes and towels. She was fully aware that every kind of treatment must be available. Varied massages from every country in the world, facials, wraps, soaks, and reflexology. Multiple beauty services must be offered and there must also be a hair salon in each spa. The worst thing for a woman was to leave a spa with messy hair, she knew that only too well. And she would –

The jangling phone interrupted her flowing thoughts and she picked it up. ‘Hello?’

‘It’s your favourite man here.’

‘Don’t you mean my damaged goods?’ she shot back, laughing, happy to hear Robert’s voice.

‘I can assure you the most essential part of me is not at all damaged, my darling,’ Robert retorted with a chuckle.

‘Thank goodness for that. How are you feeling?’

‘I’m well, Elizabeth.

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