Our Philosophy
Life is but a game,
And all the men & women merely players:
We have our exits and our entrances, our forwards & our feints;
And one man in his time may play many roles, ride many horses, win many a match Amidst victory or despair, one thing remains clear —
This Life is for living — for dreaming, for dining, for drinking, for dancing; for frolic and frenzy, for friendship and fervour.
Polo Palladio asks you to canter into living, to follow your imagination and ride into fantasy. Within this colourful clubhouse the day moves a little more slowly, the sunsets shine more golden, and the night-time, when bellies are full and eyes twinkle from too much champagne, morning seems to gallop in too quickly. And when you gaze out across the green you ask yourself — If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
Polo Palladio asks you to canter into living, to follow your imagination and ride into fantasy. Within this colourful clubhouse the day moves a little more slowly, the sunsets shine more golden, and the night-time, when bellies are full and eyes twinkle from too much champagne, morning seems to gallop in too quickly. And when you gaze out across the green you ask yourself — If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!