It’s nearly impossible to beat the location, just steps from Covent Garden’s food and shopping, which is why you overlook the cramped, lift-less quarters at this average, family-owned hotel. In this early-19th-century warren of tight staircases and fire doors, the sometimes slightly airless rooms snuggle you with a certain throwaway charisma. It’s not top of the line, but it feels like home. Room no. 10 is a double with a sitting area that catches lots of afternoon light, thanks to its corner position and copious windows. Everything’s en suite (but mostly shower only), and there are no common areas to speak of. Trivia: Oscar Wilde was convicted of gross indecency in the Bow Street Magistrates’ Court next door.