"The baskets have a bottle of wine, little jars of mustard, jam, honey -- people love stuff in little jars," Eddie said.
I did this to myself but I will never look at a tiny jar again without thinking about Eddie in Fete For A King solemnly informing Gregory that people love tiny jars.
(I stole the jar. They were just gonna throw out the jam and now I get to enjoy it and also keep a souvenir jar. I ate it on a Sainsbury's sausage roll.)
[ID: A photograph from my earlier tea at the British Museum, featuring a split scone spread with clotted cream and, next to the plate, a tiny jar of strawberry jam with the lid off. I regret nothing.]

















