I used to go to the one in Stockbridge, Edinburgh, because the parking was free and it has lots of American products. Also, it was before I had DS, so I'd go with my two wee daughters and we'd sniff all the smellies in the bath section.
And look at the magazines.
I'd always get flowers. Oh, it would remind me of home. Where I am from, it is semi-tropical so you can grow orchids. My father is a keen gardener so our house was never without fresh flowers, smelling so good.
And Waitrose has terrific flowers.
Whenever my mother would come, I'd get flowers.
Waitrose was the first grocery store we ever went to in the UK.
I first came here with my mother, who is half-French and comes in on her French passport, to visit. And we stayed in these B&B's I'd booked all over the south.
She said she wanted a sandwich for lunch, and a bag of crisps and a lunch-sized bottle of wine.
We were in Bath. So we started to walk about.
And we found some sandwiches and crisps and lunch-sized bottles of wine to suit her taste in what happened to be a Waitrose.
Now I always associate that shop not with snobs but with my mother, and her love of good wine and flowers.
