This is why celebrities have Staff, to say "Dude, WTF?" Apparently William ignored his.
That comedian's review seemed to me to boil down to "Dude, who HASN'T worn a Nazi uniform at least once?" To which I can answer, me. Eccentrica Gallumbits, Triple-Breasted Whore of Eroticon Six, yes. Rommel, no.
I suppose William would have gotten in trouble for Eccentrica, too.
Apparently William ignored his.
Harry. William was a lion.
Oops. Lions are unobjectionable. Except possibly to PETA.
I'm eating American-style cookies from Sainsburys.
Maybe they are American-style because the English find the word "cookie" funny? Suddenly can't remember having eaten a single cookie/biscuit while in England. I think Jaffa cakes don't count, right? I did have those.
You have no idea how distressing I found Marks & Sparks in England. You walk in, there are clothes to buy (and NSM useful clothes, more like The Limited). And then, upstairs -- groceries! WTF?
there are clothes to buy (and NSM useful clothes, more like The Limited). And then, upstairs -- groceries! WTF?
Oddly, that was my reaction to Target, perhaps even moreso because the clothes and the food are on the same floor.
Also -- M&S has
great
underwear. I could do with a Marks and Sparks style bra fitting around now.
You walk in, there are clothes to buy (and NSM useful clothes, more like The Limited). And then, upstairs -- groceries! WTF?
I remember that one of the big old department stores in NYC (Gimbels, maybe) used to be like that. I thought it was neat.
Is it the idea of the food being upstairs that's weird? I'm trying to remember where the other department stores put their food.
Harrod's kept it in the basement.
Harvey Nichols London kept it on the top floor. I'd never really thought of it before. I wonder if the other M&S followed similar layouts?
::tries hard to remember the Montréal M&S::
There used to be several Marks and Sparks in S. Ontario that I had access to until they bailed on North America. The ones I remember all had food on the ground floor at the back. Clothes at the entrance, men's and women's separated by a centre aisle. My sister even worked at one for some extra dosh when she was a student.