October 03 2009
Who knew that a stopover in Somerset this summer would provide a shopping treat? Courtesy of the information pack in my chic B&B, I discovered that I was a hop, skip and a jump away from the Mulberry factory shop. I never knew one existed: the luxury brand’s website certainly makes no mention of it, and Google searches reveal nothing conclusive, but in the village of Shepton Mallet, on the rather inconsequential A37 Bristol to Yeovil road (so inconsequential even the satnav struggled to find it), there it was: an old school building housing the largest selection of discounted Mulberry goods I have ever seen.
I scooped up a spotty cotton skirt that I regretted not buying three years ago and, wearing it to a Mulberry lunch just a week later, delighted in telling the creative director, Emma Hill, where I had found it. “Shepton Mallet?” she said, puzzled. It took some time to remind her – indication enough of how far under the radar this treasure-trove falls.