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“Where else can you splash £100 and come away as happy as payday?”

Victoria and friends on a memorable trip to Barcelona, via an even more memorable saunter through Duty Free…

Is there anything better than Duty Free? No, really – I mean it. For me, the entire joy of a holiday pretty much peaks once I’ve got through security, wrestled a rogue Birkenstock back from the baggage scanner and started planning what I’m going to eat, both on-board and before. (A Leon smashed avocado & halloumi muffin at Heathrow Terminal 2, since you ask; followed by a Pret chicken, avocado and basil sandwich for take-off, with a spare chocolate croissant for landing).

Victoria and friends on a memorable trip to Barcelona, via an even more memorable saunter through Duty Free… (Victoria Richards)

For then – and only then – it is time to shop ‘til I drop – or at least, until I’ve filled my cabin bag so close to bursting that the airline staff tell me I have to wear what I’ve packed to make room. Boarding really isn’t boarding unless you’re in five bikinis, three dresses and a mask and snorkel, sorry.

Still, it’s all worth it. Because while I love a week or two in the sun – Thailand, ideally, or the Saaarf of France – as much as the next rain-soaked Brit looking for a much-needed hit of Vit-D; to me the actual holiday isn’t even the holiday. The real holiday, my friends, is before you even get on the plane, in Duty Free. Even the words give me a sun-kissed shiver.

World Duty Free at Heathrow, where Victoria’s travel companions will find themselves spending at least an hour “oohing” and “aahing” over Pat McGrath products
World Duty Free at Heathrow, where Victoria’s travel companions will find themselves spending at least an hour “oohing” and “aahing” over Pat McGrath products (Supplied)

That’s right: I make sure I get to the airport in plenty of time before my flight for one reason – and one reason only. I know, I wouldn’t travel with me either.

But if you do ever have the strange fortune to be my vacation companion, be warned: we will be spending at least an hour “oohing” and “aahing” over Pat McGrath lipstick (the Bridgerton range with the to-die-for gold bows, thank you very much); and we will also be spending at least twenty minutes searching for the one that Taylor Swift wears (you know: that one. The Pat McGrath Labs LiquiLUST Legendary Wear Lipstick in Elson 4 – a red so perfect I actually dream about it; a red so divine and so eponymously legendary that it is, of course, completely sold out. And I don’t care how many holidays I have to book to find one, but I will find one.)

Oh, Duty Free: where else can you splash £100 and come away as happy as payday? Because spending money in Duty Free doesn’t count, you see – that’s the ultimate secret…

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