Last week, while I was still busy figuring out how my digital camera worked, 
bogwitch requested I post a picture of my favourite shop. I said I would. Unfortunately, I haven't had a chance to actually go there yet...I hope she'll forgive me for cheating: here's a picture not taken with my new camera in or of my favourite shop in Holland, but instead it's one of me inside my most favourite shop of all:
Tacky, I know, but there you have it: out of all the shops in all the world, quite possibly I love Harrods best. It's got everything. Friendly staff; clean, spacious powder rooms well-stocked with makeup and perfumes; lovely bedlinens and porcelain tastefully displayed...I can easily spend hours going round the millinery and shoe departments alone, and I especially love-love-love to have a wander through the foodhalls, picking up a few things to munch on while I'm there. And it's not just the foodhalls -- how about the chocolate bar on the 6th floor? It's the perfect place to sit down, rest your feet and sort through your purchases. And I like to meet my friends in the tapas bar downstairs. Or slurp champagne and oysters on those days I'm feeling decadent and devil-may-care.
The only thing I don't like about Harrods is the crowds. And the fact that they've thrown out most of the haberdashery department a year or two ago.
bogwitch requested I post a picture of my favourite shop. I said I would. Unfortunately, I haven't had a chance to actually go there yet...I hope she'll forgive me for cheating: here's a picture not taken with my new camera in or of my favourite shop in Holland, but instead it's one of me inside my most favourite shop of all:Tacky, I know, but there you have it: out of all the shops in all the world, quite possibly I love Harrods best. It's got everything. Friendly staff; clean, spacious powder rooms well-stocked with makeup and perfumes; lovely bedlinens and porcelain tastefully displayed...I can easily spend hours going round the millinery and shoe departments alone, and I especially love-love-love to have a wander through the foodhalls, picking up a few things to munch on while I'm there. And it's not just the foodhalls -- how about the chocolate bar on the 6th floor? It's the perfect place to sit down, rest your feet and sort through your purchases. And I like to meet my friends in the tapas bar downstairs. Or slurp champagne and oysters on those days I'm feeling decadent and devil-may-care.
The only thing I don't like about Harrods is the crowds. And the fact that they've thrown out most of the haberdashery department a year or two ago.
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I've only been to Harrods once, in 1986.
Cheers! And I hadn't just popped in to pose for a picture, either (did you know you're actually not allowed to take photographs inside Harrods -- some silly rule I've trodden underfoot on many an occasion) -- I was calling for a cab to take our purchases back to our hotel when my friend whipped out her camera.
We had also visited that other favourite haunt of mine in the vicinity: the V&A, as is evidenced by the carrier bag in my hand.
And hee! Mrs. Slocombe!
(Oh, and Bluewater is Britain's version of a mall).
Well, Krispy Kremes are a big hit in the States, but I know a few others who aren't as impressed. They're mostly air and sugar, where Lamar's donuts have substance. They're glazed donuts are some of the best I've ever had.
I think there may be another one up North, near the Lake District; and I believe they're thinking about building a few more in other places, too. Give it a couple of years and the place will be teeming with them!
Of course, there's plenty of shopping centres and arcades in any self-respecting town as well, tolling the death-knell for the traditional high street shops (or so we're constantly being admonished by the proprietors of said high street shops), but there aren't many other places on the scale of Bluewater yet.
And the fact that the Krispy Kreme donuts were so light and airy was the very thing that appealed to me! I could fool myself into thinking that I really wasn't greedy and bad at all accepting and scoffing all those free sugary morsels!
That's very interesting, since almost above a certain number of people has a mall, and the town I'm in has two or three, plus high street shops.
What is the strict definition of mall though? Does it have to be self contained and out of town? Because many town centres have huge indoor shopping complexes we would define as malls, e.g. Milton Keynes and Watford.