I MUST BE COMPLICIT IN OPPRESSING THE MASSES. If time permits, I treat my last full day in London as a shopping trip: Ian Allan near Waterloo, Fortnum and Mason for tea, Davidoff for cigars, perhaps a quick train ride to Oxford for Blackwells and an early dinner.
Britain's left would prefer I not shop in Piccadilly.
In the Colonies, a tea merchant collecting taxes inspires a revolution. In the Old Country, a tea merchant avoiding taxes becomes an excuse to abuse shoppers for eating salmon sandwiches. Progress of two centuries?