I’m loitering outside the impossibly grand entrance to Stoke Park when I hear footsteps on gravel and a voice.

“You are a clever and resourceful man, Mr Hawkins.”

“Why thank you,” I reply. “Perhaps too clever...”

Any guests familiar with the hotel and country club’s cameo in 1964’s Goldfinger may, like me, find themselves drifting off into an embarrassing Bond-flavoured daydream.

The triggers are all there: the towering pillars, the walls the colour of proper custard, the domed cupola perched on top, and, of course, the championship golf course where Auric Goldfinger and Sean Connery’s cheesier-than-the-Neal’s-Yard-stockroom James Bond go hole-for-hole.

Though Goldfinger was Stoke Park’s finest role, the hotel’s movie career didn’t begin or end with 007 shanking balls down its lush fairways. The first appearance was in 1945 ventriloquism/golf-themed spookfest Dead of Night, and its latest was in Guy Ritchie’s RocknRolla, where a pleasant round of golf at Stoke Park takes a gangster twist (involving knees and a putter...).

In between times, Bond returned (this time with a lady friend for a quick, er, round in Tomorrow Never Dies); Hugh Grant’s grown-up public schoolboy sleazebag took Renée Zellweger for a romantic mini-break (Bridget Jones’s Diary), and a character in Guy Ritchie’s Layer Cake (Madonna’s ex is obviously a Stoke Park fan) was given lifetime membership to the club in lieu of a £3.5m debt. It’s a lovely place, but that’s a terrible deal by anyone’s standards.

But you don’t even need a passing interest in the flicks to enjoy Stoke Park which, while hardly a budget option, is hard to beat for a special weekend – whether or not you’re on Her Majesty’s Secret Service.

For lovers of sport, the country club – the first in the UK when it was founded in 1908 – has 13 tennis courts, a 27-hole championship golf course and a 4,500 sq ft gym, plus an award-winning spa and a pool.

I’d need more than Oddjob’s caddying to turn me into a decent golfer, but relaxing in the spa, splashing in the pool and lazily belting balls imitating Novak Djokovic (star of Stoke Park’s Boodles tennis championship in June), now that I can do.

Which is fortunate, considering the real trump card in Stoke Park’s armoury is fine-dining restaurant Humphry’s, where even the most restrained diner will find themselves giving in to chef Chris Wheeler’s innovative food. Roast supreme of duck was beautifully matched with a lip-smacking blackberry jus, and a fillet of sea bass with samphire, clams and a mussel broth was like eating the sea distilled on a plate. (Without the pollution, the litter or the boats.) There’s a dose of humour on the menu, too – Humphry’s Snickers is a deconstructed tribute to the chocolate snack formally known as the Marathon bar.

We retired, plump and happy, to a cavernous suite full of suitably grand furniture and a bed large enough to live on. At the window we looked out across the immaculate golf course, where Bond and Goldfinger were about to tee-off.

Actually, I may have been mistaken about the last bit. I’ll put that down to too many Martinis – all in the name of getting into character, obviously.


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Make like Maximus @ Bourne Wood, Surrey

Bourne Wood, Surrey

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PRICE: Cheap.

HOW TO GET THERE: Trains go regularly from London Waterloo to Farnham.