Reminds me of
"The sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home,
She stood in tears amid the alien corn"

But if he had waited a month or so he could have been holding a Spode commemorative mug for the wedding of Prince Wills and future Queen Kate.

I'm jolly glad though, Popeye, that you grant immunity to first and second tier American Anglophiles. Long may they prosper and I drink my toast to you all in reviving cup of Twining's Earl Grey tea.

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And this flaming douche--excusable partly because he is a dealer and too self-centered to even have a blog:

http://www.ivy-style.com/king-tuts-tomb-of-the-preppy-era.html

^Now that I've seen the ETOH collection, I will bet anyone $5 that this guy never, ever, leaves his house.

When l see these pictures, all l can say is wow. l wonder what these people are like in real life, are they good blokes or a bunch of pretentious twats.

His bathrobe's a little on the hunting lodge side too, which would be okay if the booze collection was a bottle of  Wild Turkey and some Bud tallboys in a cooler. But it isn't. Shouldn't he be swathed in something velvety and purple — to go with his morning Pimm's?

Maybe he blew his IKEA shelving budget on weird liquor and tweed suits.

Maybe he got the hooch from a saloon that was going out of business, and those bottles have years of oily grime on them.