The British Touch opened in 2002 and is proud to still serve the community today. Nestled in the Hamlet of Shakespeare, The British Touch carries plenty of smiles and British cheer and is famous for its warm hospitality. Drop by for a chat and see all things British: Treats and groceries like Cadburys Chocolate, British chutney, Walkers Crisps, Digestive Biscuits, and Yorkshire Tea.
Do you love all things British? Then as well as a visit to see us. Sign up for our email newsletter. Read our regular feature "Ivors insights" direct from the UK. This is news and views as well as some history written by the owner's father. An example is below.
First a British Competition for a free Cadburys Curly Wurly.
Email us at email@example.com with the answers to these fun British questions (winners to pick up at shop):
A) The 1666 great fire of London started in what lane?
B) What was the name of the fighter plane that took all the glory in 1940.
C) The poet William Wordsworth was from Devon? Cumberland? Or Gwent?
Example of Ivors insights...This one covering the year 1977...The year is best remembered for the celebrations which took place from the smallest hamlet to the biggest cities of the UK to mark the Silver Jubilee of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II. It started on February 3rd when the bells rang out and the guns gave salutes to herald the beginning of this joyous occasion. In May the Queen left for a goodwill tour around the U.K. On June the 6th the Duke of Edinburgh was with her at Windsor Castle when she lit the first of a chain of nationwide bonfires marking the start of the celebrations of what was termed the Silver Jubilee Week. The next day, June 7th, the Queen attended a Thanksgiving service at St. Pauls Cathedral followed by lunch at The Guildhall. It was estimated that on her return to Buckingham Palace there were around one million people lining the route. Many, despite the rain, having camped out overnight. Millions more watched on television at home. There were street parties, reminiscent of the ones we had at the end of WWII. Roads were quiet as many took the day off work. On June 9th there was a lovely historic touch as Her Majesty made a boat trip down the Thames from Greenwich to Lambeth in a re-enactment of the same journey taken by her predecessor and namesake Queen Elizabeth I in her reign. This time the Queen opened the South Bank Jubilee Gardens and the Silver Jubilee Walkway.
So I'll close now with my own lovely story which illustrates the warmth felt by many towards the Queen in this special year. George Davis who was on trial for robbery and his supporters plastered graffiti on walls in London saying ‘George Davis is innocent' and ‘Free George Davis'. When he was subsequently acquitted a follow up slogan appeared saying ‘George Davis rules, OK? Well, I remember going to work one day when London was a blaze of Union Jack flags and buntings. As the train was approaching Waterloo station I looked out of the window and there, in case there was any doubt, painted on a brick wall in large white letters, was the ultimate Royal Proclamation, ‘LIZ RULES, OK?' Wonderful.
Some of you may remember me telling you a bit about my father Herbert Hodgson and his memoirs. His description of his growing up amid the poverty of London in the early 1900's - his harrowing and graphic tales of trench warfare in WWI, his finding of a Bible whilst going ‘over the top' in battle and the wonderful sequel to that tale. His meeting with T.E.Lawrence (Lawrence of Arabia) and printing the very first, subscribers' only, edition of Lawrence's book, ‘Seven Pillars of Wisdom'. This led him on to moving to Mid Wales where due to the exquisite work he did at the world famous Gregynog Press in Montgomeryshire he cemented his name even further and was awarded the accolade as ‘one of the finest printers of the twentieth century' .
Well, I have great pleasure in informing you that if anyone would like to read my father's book, you can order a copy from Chris where he proudly has a copy of his Grandfather's book on display at his shop, The British Touch in Shakespeare.