And destined to last another 300 years through bubbles, (South Sea, credit-crunched, or from a good bottle of champagne), I've no doubt.
In an attempt to find amusement in hard times, there can be no better place to go than Fortnum's in Piccadilly. I was in search of respite from the traffic jam on Piccadilly, and in a quest for another sort of jam. In any event, an interesting interlude, with plenty of candy, (for the eye, and for the stomach).
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