A small indulgence, please.
Was watching the fourth episode of the stellar In Search of Shakespeare, and saw a familiar place.
Host Michael Wood was investigating what the Bard would have done with an amount crimson cloth at the coronation of James I. He went to Ede and Ravenscroft, the kind of place the royals go to get theirs even now.
Ah! I recognize that shop, so I thought, as I was watching. It is where I got two sets of barrister's bands (five pounds, each, I think) which I've domesticated for ecclesiastic purposes. Indeed, I think the bands I'm wearing in the nameplate are Ede and Ravenscroft. And in case you're wondering, they were very polite and helpful despite my small purchase and tourist togs. They even take Visa.
(The lay minister of the Brixton Unitarian [Christian] Church -- I've seen both names in print-- where Hubby and I attended worship was wearing a very fine bachelor's gown from Ede and Ravenscroft, and he gave me the tip.)