This week I schlepped to Excel. And what a schlepp! Too much of a princess to negotiate several changes of public transport, I circumnavigated the M25. Far less PC, but it meant more noshing and less travel time.
The reason for the eastwards pilgrimage was a mooch around the UK’s biggest food and drink trade exhibition, IFE 2017. It happens once every two years and it massive. So massive that even after I’d pounded my bunions for six solid hours, I’d barely scratched the surface.
Exhibitors fly in from all over the world hoping to sell into our market. Apparently the Brits consume 33% of the European snack market. We’re renowned for our fressing.