An eggceedingly eggcellent eggspedition

As mentioned last week, the Big Egg Hunt has become something of an obsession over the last fortnight. In fact, last Tuesday my student group heartily mocked me for my enthusiasm and excitement (eggcitement?) for the approaching girls’ day out. But only part of my excitement was owing to the eggs – the rest was the thought of spending a day with some of my favourite people.

We planned carefully. Zones were selected according to maximum egg potential (Mayfair – 47 eggs) and proximity to other zones (Green Park, Piccadilly & Carnaby were all within walking distance of Mayfair) and egg related food was gathered. Not only did we have egg shaped cookies baked by yours truly, but there were mini-eggs aplenty, scotch eggs, Haribo eggs, egg salad and grapes. Yes grapes – they’re egg shaped, surely?

London streets were walked for around 8 hours and 66 eggs were discovered – not too shabby, I feel! The statue game was continued; the first picnic of the year was held; and Marks & Spencers’ Giant Chocolate Buttons were discovered – all in all a pretty eggcellent day…

 The statue game simply never grows old…
Were you aware of giant buttons? They’re simply amaaazing! 

The Piccadilly zone. Note the Dowager Downton egg – in Fortnum & Masons, naturally.
(The black square represents the one missing in Burlington Arcade. Apparently, the artist hasn’t quite got round to finishing it yet.)

I’ve learnt quite a lot since last week’s tips. Not least that it helps to have a strategy. If I were to do Saturday all over again (which I would at the blink of an eye, as long as I had the same company and weather), I would have planned out a route for the Mayfair zone in order to catch the eggs in a logical order. Choosing the largest zone in terms of egg numbers was a good idea, but it was hard work – hours and hours of it – and we only managed three-quarters of them. Realising we’d come full circle and that stray eggs were far away was somewhat disheartening. [Though me and Mim did have an encounter with Bill Nighy, which more than made up for it!]

Further tips include:
  • When all else fails, check Flickr. Typing in the egg’s number and name will usually yield a photo – from which further clues can be gleaned. I first realised this when hunting in Selfridges. It’s a big place and finding eggs was like the proverbial needle – to stalk the whole shop would be a daunting task, so I worked out more precise locations from the photos online.
  • The same tool can also give hints to further information. For example, one of our missing Mayfair eggs turned out to be deep in the bowels of a menswear store – hence our not spotting it through a window.
  • Talk to people! We passed many other groups on the same mission and many provided handy hints as to where the next egg was. On the same note, when visiting large stores, don’t be afraid to ask staff. They may not provide the right information, but ask around and you’ll get there.
  • Visit the Fabergé store in Mayfair. Fabergé sponsors the hunt and were so hospitable – letting us hold the grand prize (a £100,000 bejewelled egg) and chatting with us for quite a while.
  • Make the most of having an excuse to enter swanky hotels. I was entranced by Claridges, anyone want to take me to tea there??
Anyway, it was all generally fabulous, as Jenni’s lovely video shows perfectly. I highly recommend it, if only for Mim’s comedy routine with a statue of Churchill and my chocolate button antics…

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