We are in London, our final stop on this whirlwind tour of England at Christmastime. Always a vibrant city, it pulsates with light during the festive season. Let’s start on Oxford Street, a well-known shopper’s destination.
Pink and white globes are festooned across the street as far as the eye can see.
Turning the corner onto Regent Street, the decorations switch to these glorious soaring angels. These photos were taken at about 10 pm, but you can see the streets are crowded with people, cars, buses, the lot. A lot of the stores were still open. hoping to tempt shoppers with holiday purchases.
The Apple store is housed in a classic building with rounded arches, square columns and lovely mosaics.
It was doing a land-office business, even at that late hour.
Glenn thinks the angels look like Spiderman. He does have a point.
We crossed over onto Conduit Street on our way to Old Bond Street and the lights turned to peacock feathers.
The crowds are a little more sparse over here.
I loved the Dior window on Old Bond Street.
Wouldn’t you love to swan around in this very elegant ensemble? Perfect for a wedding or garden party.
The black & white colour scheme was very striking.
Across the street, the teddy bears in the Ralph Lauren display caught my eye.
Bursting with sartorial splendour, the portraits in the background lend an air of gravitas.
The bears look like members of the landed gentry.
Preparing to entertain, among all the casks.
And my favourite, the kids with all the teddy sweaters.
Across the street, this alpine scene is a backdrop for a jewellery display (prudently put away for the night, as the shop was closed).
Turning onto Picadilly, we poked the camera through the gates at the Burlington Arcade to get a snap.
This one of the premium shopping arcades in London. The Brits emply a commonly used joking phrase when disparaging a discount shopping venue, “Not the Burlington Arcade, is it?”
The angels are strung across Picadilly, too.
On the other side of the street, the Picadilly Arcade is just as beautiful.
Isn’t it magical?
We walked down St. James’s Street toward our hotel. Peeking into Jermyn Street, the angels here are different; the wings more blue, with fewer streamers and more stars.
The courtyard in the back of the hotel is surrounded with lighted Christmas trees. People are still eating outside, warmed with portable heaters.
The front of the hotel looks like a Currier & Ives scene.
It couldn’t be more welcoming, could it?
The next morning we set out again, armed only with the iPhone. so these shots are quick snaps. First stop, Fortnum & Mason’s windows. They remind me so much of the major department store windows we loved as children.
The giant hampers filled with nuts and chocolates,
The enormous silver teapot with all the tea-goodies.
The giant silver spoon!
Inside, we were enchanted to see some new wooden advent calendars, as well as some traditional ones. This one is a model of the Fortnum & Mason store.
Beside it was one for tea lovers.
Inside are tiny tins of loose tea – 24 different varieties. They sell refills for both kinds of calendars. Isn’t that convenient?
There’s a new shop.
A toy shoppe.
And a Christmas Village scene.
Of course, I couldn’t resist checking out the china department. This black & white set by Rory Dobner is captivating. Don’t you love the giraffe plate?
Lots of dogs and cats.
Balloons and birdcages.
Turtles and teacups. Lots of imagination, but with 22 carat trimming, it’s a bit pricey.
This set was new to me. Apponyi by Herend is a revived pattern originally used in the Hungarian Cout, and has been licensed to Fortnum and Mason’s exclusively. Their signature eau-de-nil colour makes it very striking.
Another turquoise pattern I found irresistible was Cloverleaf. The ruffled edge plates are exquisite.
Again, not for the faint of wallet but we’re just window shopping, right?
Back outside we visited the Picadilly arcade for a view of the latest in men’s night attire. Get a load of these! We have the horse-theme.
The generally startling.
And the piece de resistance – turquoise dragons. Really!
That was the end of our shopping tour yesterday. We went on a tour of Spencer House, the townhouse of the Spencer family (of Diana fame), now leased by the Rothschild Investment Trust who has undertaken extensive refurbishment to return it to its Georgian splendour. It was breathtaking. Regrettably, no pictures allowed inside, but please do visit the site. It’s got excellent pictures and really good descriptions of the notable features of each room. We loved it.
It’s our last day, so I’m anxious to get out and about. First stop: Breakfast at the Wolseley. Have a good day everyone!
I’m sharing this post with Between Naps on the Porch.
Dear Helen, Thanks for the memories of those beautiful streets and holiday windows. Isn’t London a magical place at Christmas? I was reminded of a time when my mother (the soul of decorum) took me to look at the window decorations before going onward to spend Christmas at Aston Clinton. I was a slip of a girl, and in those days the lads on the sidewalk were jolly and lighthearted and would flirt with anyone in their path. After a few minutes of walking in uncomfortable silence, I heard Mother say, sotto voce, “I’d forgotten these were Continental men!”
Much later when I dated an Englishman with violet eyes, she was lost. She said I should marry him just for his eyes.
Hope you picked up some F&M tea. Safe travels…who knows what Brexit will bring…
Beatrice, your mother sounds like a wonderful woman, who gave you incredible experiences. My mother reported very similar impressions of London and “continental men”. She was quite censorious, and sniffed about my much more lively Aunt, her older sister, claiming Auntie P “had a one-track mind, and the troop train was always on it”. We used to chuckle to ourselves at this derogatory opinion of Aunt Pat, a character in every sense of the word.
London is indeed magical; we’ve had a lovely time and leave with the usual mixed feelings. Anxious to be home and reunited with family and fur people. Very sorry to leave. Sniff, sniff. On a more positive note, I’ve finished packing. Whew! As to Brexit – to use an American expression, “It ain’t over till it’s over”. I hope for sober second thought and another referendum.
Loved the Christmas tour. It made me homesick but the one thing I don’t remember was the display of pink, white and purple balls strung across the street.Not sure about the feathers either. My favourite of course was the teddy bears. The one thing I think you need is the cloverleaf teapot for 300 sterling!! Perfect for the cape? I have one Herend piece, two bunny rabbits intertwined, that I got in Budapest about 20 years ago. Little did I know that they would be the bane of my existence on the cape. They are adorable though. Berger pieces are beautiful but not very practical to use. Thanks for the tour.
The pink and white balls were my least favorite, too. It was fun to drool over the china, although not very practical, as you say. Glad you enjoyed the tour; it’s double the enjoyment to share.
Truly Magical….
London at it’s best.
Thank you for these magnificent photos, Helen.
I spent a complete day in Harrod’s many years ago and sent a lot of China home. Of course, I should have bought more.
And I enjoyed lunch and then later, a full cream tea. I love my memories of that day.
Safe journey home for you, Patty
We’ve had our share of tea cakes and scones these last couple of weeks too, Patty. Water and shredded lettuce for a few days now, I think! Thanks for joining!
What a wonderful tour! I oohed and ahhhed all the way through! If I had to pick my favorites – the Ralph Lauren Bears and that black and white dinnerware – especially the giraffe! The spiderman angels were pretty cool as well 🙂 Thank you for sharing these – they really did put me in the spirit!
There was so much to see, I only scratched the surface. Hatchards bookshop demanded the greatest restraint. I saw a dozen books I’d love to curl up with, but they’re so heavy to get home. Glad you were able to join us!