Inside London's most iconic shops - the Harrods Food Halls, Liberty's Tudor building and Fortnum & Mason - plus Chinatown stops and honest impressions.
Some shops are sights in their own right. On this London wander we went inside three of the most famous shops in the world, Harrods, Liberty and Fortnum & Mason, to see what they’re actually like beyond the name.
Inside London's most iconic shops: Harrods, Liberty, and Fortnum & Mason. Watch on YouTube
We started with the legendary Harrods Food Halls: luxury tea selections, beautifully presented desserts, and displays that belong in a gallery. From there it was on to Liberty, whose Tudor-style building makes it feel more like a stately home than a department store, and then the historic Fortnum & Mason, famous above all for its tea and hampers.
Along the way we stopped by restaurants, shops and pubs, including spots in Chinatown, Marks and Spencer, and Westfield London, sharing honest impressions and the hidden details you only catch in person.
If you’re planning a London trip, all three stores are free to walk around and genuinely worth an hour each, treat them as museums where everything happens to be for sale.
Photos from London
London is the city we keep coming back to. From the archive: a cabaret night on the South Bank in August 2015, and a properly rainy weekend of pavements, pubs and scones in February 2026.
August 2015, a big-top cabaret on the South Bank. Somewhere between theatre and metalwork.February 2026, Oxford Street doing its favourite weather. The 139 to Oxford Circus photobombed on cue.Mid-crossing near Piccadilly Circus. You get about eight seconds to look this relaxed.Platform selfie at High Street Kensington: one heart, four hands, zero trains missed.Sunday roast duty by Carnaby Street: Yorkshire puddings, gravy jugs, and a sign insisting Carnaby Street welcomes the world.Back at Fortnum's in February 2026, this time for the scones. The video above turned out to be foreshadowing.
Digging further back into the archive: the summer of 2015 was our first big London year, and the camera barely got a day off. Here it is by chapter.
The Tower and Tower Bridge, July 2015
Tower Bridge in July sunshine, flags up, doing its best postcard impression.On sentry at the Tower of London. We watched for a blink. Nothing. The geraniums moved more than he did.Windblown outside the Tower of London. A thousand years of history behind us, sunblock on.
Kew Gardens, July 2015
Kew Palace, the small red brick royal residence hiding inside the gardens.Trying the Georgian drawing room on for size. The blue walls got a firm yes.The dressing-up basket claimed a volunteer. His Lordship regrets nothing.A desert filed neatly under glass in the Princess of Wales Conservatory.The giant waterlilies, like a fleet of pie dishes at anchor. Everyone quietly wonders if one would take their weight.Inga and the long lens, hunting waterlilies. This blog does not photograph itself.Up the white spiral stair into the palm canopy, where the air is pure greenhouse.Outside the glasshouses, the planting is just as deliberate: red geraniums, purple lobelia and a small fan palm sharing one carved urn.
Hampton Court Palace, August 2015
The wine fountain in Base Court, inscribed with an invitation to make good cheer. A palace that opens with a wine fountain has its priorities straight.Court in session: costumed Tudors sweeping through the courtyard with a fiddler in tow. You just fall in behind.One of the gilded ceilings. Necks ache; worth it.Tapestries by the acre. Each one took a workshop years; we gave each about ninety seconds and still ran out of day.Dieu et mon droit, in full colour with a supporting cast of angels.The baroque side of the palace, with flower beds in full August form.Both of us on the Broad Walk. Tudor in front, baroque behind, tourists everywhere: the full Hampton Court sandwich.The sunken Pond Garden, trimmed to the millimetre since the 1500s.Paying respects to the Great Vine, planted in 1768 and still filling its own greenhouse.The golden carriage out front. When in a palace, travel accordingly.
It was actually our second visit. The files also hold an October 2011 trip to the same palace, autumn skies included.
October 2011: the baroque front of Hampton Court, stitched from a whole pocketful of frames.Borrowing a fountain for a portrait in the Great Fountain Garden. The gold gates on the far side approve.Closing time light over the gravel walk, yews standing to attention.One of the great yew cones, with Inga for scale. The yews have been winning this size contest since the 1700s.
Theatre nights, summer 2015
That same summer we worked through the West End at a rate of roughly a show a fortnight.
July 2015: The Importance of Being Earnest. We were, briefly.War Horse in August. You forget the horse is a puppet inside about four minutes.Billy Elliot lighting up the Victoria Palace on an August night.September, and the Phantom's mask gets a companion portrait before curtain up.
Notting Hill Carnival, August 2015
August bank holiday, we joined the crowds and rain ponchos at Notting Hill Carnival. The weather did its worst; the costumes won anyway.
Red feathers versus grey drizzle: no contest.Every costume a year of sequins, every dancer completely unbothered by the rain.Top hat, roses, and a tail of pheasant feathers wider than the road.A giant winged thing and its very committed handlers, mid-roar on the wet tarmac.
More from the 2015 archive
Digging further back into the files: at the end of June 2015 Formula E brought its first London ePrix to Battersea Park, and through that summer and autumn the city kept handing us reasons to stay out.
June 2015: electric single-seaters whispering past the catch fencing at the first London ePrix.The fan-zone podium. We both claimed the top step and the stewards let it slide.Close inspection of the show car. No, they would not let us keep it.Trophies up under the London ePrix banner.Alain Prost with the silverware, Richard Branson conducting the applause. Decent supporting cast for a park in Battersea.Champagne physics: as mandatory in Battersea as anywhere else in motorsport.July 2015 at the Gielgud Theatre, with the man himself in bronze approving our ticket choice.September 2015: a steak board that required strategy, and got it.London from above: the Shard across the water and HMS Belfast holding its spot on the Thames.Covent Garden in September 2015, when a cloud of white balloons filled the market roof and everyone forgot to look at the shops.Tea at Laduree: macarons arranged by diplomacy, eaten by force.Interval economics at The Lion King. We escaped with our wallets, mostly.May 2015: a comedy night, red lights up, two chairs on an otherwise empty stage and the headliner watching us from the screen. Warm-up material only from here.
London Fashion Weekend, February 2014
Deeper still in the files: in February 2014 we took our seats at London Fashion Weekend at Somerset House, the weekend where the catwalk opens to the rest of us. One camera for the runway, one eye on the front row.
Checked in at Somerset House, lanyard on, The Catwalk signposted behind. February 2014.Dileep, accredited and armed with the event tote. The signs point to the Gold & Silver Tote Bag Collection; we point to the catwalk.En route, a costume change courtesy of the most photographed red boxes in Britain.First out: blue and green print at walking pace. Front row already multitasking.Blush silk and a gold clutch, with the photographers' gantry working overtime behind the wall.Embellished knit over stripes. The security detail remains unmoved by fashion.A white pussy-bow blouse doing the talking, glitter trousers doing the walking.Silver on white, and a front row of raised phones. 2014, when everyone had just discovered filming everything.Lace, stripes and a cobalt clutch: three patterns, zero hesitation.Dark florals for spring. Groundbreaking or not, it earned the phones-up treatment.Roses, mint trousers and indoor sunglasses: catwalk rules are different rules.Peach florals over broderie anglaise, walking straight into a wall of lenses.Sunshine yellow lace. The wall behind lists the wifi network LFW2014, password February14: security was more relaxed back then.Sportswear tee, cocktail jewels. The necklace got its own close-up.Turquoise leather over orange, joggers with heels. A 2014 forecast that mostly came true.The same look up close, all zips and aviators.Closing note: coral, belted, unbothered. We left convinced we understood fashion. It wore off by the Tube.
The London folder goes deeper still. Three more from the archive: a birthday on the Eye, a Chinese New Year with hardware, and a sunny morning at the Palace.
September 2005, Inga's birthday ride on the London Eye. Cheek to cheek at the top of the loop.Chinese New Year 2006 at Trafalgar Square, where an army display and the red lanterns shared the same sky. The helmets were not optional.October 2011, Buckingham Palace with the flag up and the forecourt crowd in session.
Graduation day in Greenwich, July 2007
The oldest London chapter in the box: 20 July 2007, graduation day at the Old Royal Naval College in Greenwich, with Dileep's parents and brother over for the occasion. The student years that led up to this day are over on Greenwich.
The whole year lined up under the colonnades of the Old Royal Naval College, academic robes bringing the colour.The handshake that made it official. Years of study, one scroll.The official family portrait: one graduate, two proud parents, one brother already planning where to eat.And the unofficial one. Inga attended every all-nighter by phone; the scroll is at least a third hers.
Our London 2012 Olympics
In August 2012 the Olympics came to our doorstep and we threw ourselves at it: the Olympic Park early in the Games, then a finals weekend of volleyball and basketball.
4 August 2012, flag shirt on, stadium and the Orbit behind. Super Saturday, as it turned out.Inga in the park with the stadium over her shoulder. The camera queue for this exact shot was Olympic in itself.11 August, the women's volleyball final. Brazil's huddle before the storm.Match point: Brazil beat the USA for gold and the whole bench piled on.Japan collecting bronze, flowers up. The medals did not stop smiling all ceremony.Gold for Brazil, phones already out for the podium selfies. Some things are universal.Three flags up under the London 2012 banner: Brazil in the middle, USA and Japan either side.12 August, the last day of the Games, following the signs to the basketball.The scorers' bench mid-shift. Everything at these Games came in that same pink, including the paperwork.Argentina against Russia for the men's bronze, our farewell fixture of London 2012.
Singin' in the Rain, February 2013
February 2013 at Cambridge Circus: Singin' in the Rain, with a canopy of umbrellas over the Palace Theatre doing the set design outside.
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