The last episode of Veronica Mars totally shocked me, but the alternate ending almost made me fall off my chair. Ack. That show really freaks me the hell out sometimes.
In Harrod's there's a "chocolate bar." As in, a bar where you drink chocolate instead of beer. It's waaay overpriced, but I can't resist. I'll go there before I leave. :)
Everything just looked pretty there. If a sack full of money someday falls on my head, I'll definitely stay in London and shop at Harrod's for a while. Because I'm shallow, dammit.
To show you how much the food halls themselves impressed me, I didn't even bother to really look at the clothes they had! And I'm a shallow clothes horse!