“I am looking for a nice tin of festive biscuits to give each of the housemaids.” “Now,” Lady Southgate says, walking up to a garlanded counter covered with elegant and brightly coloured tins.
“Let’s go Christmas shopping the American way then!”
“Well, thank goodness for darling Harry then!” Freda says with enthusiasm. “You made sure that what you asked to look at was what you wanted,” Mrs. “When I walked into Harrods or Marshall and Snelgrove, and I asked to look at something, it meant that I had to buy it.” “When I first married Richard,” she continues. “Mail order catalogue store, which takes care of everything and sends it all over the empire.” Lady Southgate explains quickly. “I used to order from the Army and Navy Store’s catalogue.” “How on earth are you supposed to choose what you want.” “Why that’s ridiculous Vera,” Freda laughs. “Well, before Harry came along, you didn’t browse, darling.” “And he has revolutionised the shopping experience in London, Freda.” adds Lady Southgate. “So, this is why Harry* left America,” gasps Freda as she looks about the cavernous hall filled with the answer to her every whim and desire om display. They are in the biscuits and cakes section of the department store. Chisholm, another well-heeled resident of Belgravia, enjoy the pleasurable Edwardian pursuit of Christmas shopping in Selfridge’s. Today however, we are not in Wickham Place at all, but are out with Her Ladyship as she, her unmarried sister Freda, who is visiting from America, and her Ladyship’s friend Mrs. Located in fashionable Belgravia it is a fine Georgian terrace house. Wickham Place is the London home of Lord and Lady Southgate, their children and staff.
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