Now, to the contents, foi gras, natch, Duchy Originals Oat Biscuits, Pol Roger Pure Champagne, non vintage but a bargain at £47.50 a bottle, never mind that it is sans dosage and tastes like sucking a mouthful of swarf (don't even ask me how I know, the memory is still too raw)
Larks tongues in aspic, roasted dodo from the last breeding pair discovered by David Attenborough, long life zebra milk, and of course those coffee beans that have passed through the digestive system of some sort of monkey before being harvested by gilded Nubian boys, then ground in platinum mortars with ivory pestles by certified virgins from families removed no more than three times from a current reigning Royal Family.