I found myself wandering around Bicester Village last Saturday, at loss as to where to keep myself occupied among all the posh outlets, the likes of Vivienne Westwood, Jimmy Choos and Alexander McQueen. I’m not the world’s greatest shopper, unless there is something involving food, wine or books on the agenda. Or cooking gear. I really love my pots and pans.

Then, in the distance, glimmering like the promised land I saw a sign emblazoned with “Le Creuset”. In a retail outlet park (albeit disguised as an Oxfordshire village built by the Asda architect) no less. Rubbing my hands with glee I ambled in to marvel at the wonders within. (more…)