lisa bode

Review of Fortnum and Mason

Many years ago when I was a child, I had a Wombles...

Many years ago when I was a child, I had a Wombles book by Elizabeth Beresford. In one story, a harsh cold winter has starved the Wombles, and Orinoco is sent on a mission in search of food. He finds himself at Fortnum and Mason and so overwhelmed by the glory of it all he is accidentally locked in overnight and gorges himself. as a kid in Australia F&M seemed like an unreachable luxurious palace of delicacies that one day I had to visit. I did come here as a poor student in 2000, and had no money, so just had to dream as I caressed the packaged. This time, two decades later though, I could afford to go a little nuts buying shortbread, smoked earl grey tea, maple and pecan fudge, jam, chocolates, and cheese knives. oh my goodness - just walking in the door is an experience. the packaging is so beautiful and we skipped with delight from display to display. my partner, who is a huge fan of fudge says the clotted cream fudge is sublime, and he demolished a whole package of it in a day or so, so we had to go back for more. Honestly, I couldn't imagine a more deliriously satisfying shopping experience if you have the money to spare. I just wish we had the entire range available in Australia.