we all like cake yeah? like cake, we all like a bit of shopping, don’t we? i am especially fond of the idle type that involves minimal human interaction and all that getting my kit off in freezing communal changing rooms with cheap mirrors that shows an oompa-loompah staring back at me. Woah cowboy, enuffski. So mail or internet ordering is bliss. Vino in hand, i can shop til i drop (or pass-out).
So FANK U to the lovely people at Fortnum & Mason who have sent me their latest mail-order hamper brochure. Glossy aint the word for it’s buttery gorgeousness. Presentation get’s 10/10. And they appear to be oh-so-obliging. Yes the prices are rather humungus, however, these are no ‘ordinary’ hampers. Nope. Not a tin of spam in sight. Perish that thought.
Now, don’t get me wrong here, i like cheap (sometimes) and i love a bargain but i also subscibe to the ‘buy-cheap, buy-twice’ ethic (esp re beauty products). Fortnum & Mason do not knoweth of the C (cheap) word, obviously. This is one of my most favourite emporiums ever. I could lick the windows, the displays are so enticingly delicious. The staff are of that Dickensian ‘yes, maam’ yesteryear, be-doilied quality. And the products……
whilst I may purchase cheapest, beans, bread and unbranded tomato ketchup. I can not and will not live without…..
A Fortum’s ‘jamboree’ of Olives (the oil they reside in is like the finest silk). Deepest joy.
In fact, there are so many lush delicacies that i would happily be locked in their food hall alone for a week or more. Fortnum & Mason. I love you.
Ere, ava butchers…. Fortnum & Mason website
