James Bond, The Spy I Loved



James Bond, The Spy I Loved

Ian Fleming would not have been fazed. His Bond was a man who proclaimed his status by his possessions - the supercharged Bentley, the Macedonian blend extra-strength cigarettes with three gold rings round the butt specially made for him by Morlands of Grosvenor Street, the Rolex Oyster Perpetual watch, even the Pinaud Elixir, ‘that prince amongst shampoos’, that he used to wash his hair. It had never occurred to me that Fleming might wake up to find a vat of Pinaud Elixir on his doorstep, but who knows?

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