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The year is 1845. William Penhaligon was a mere 9 years old. We can only imagine he was playing in the Cornish countryside, pasty in hand, nose thrust deep into a bed of posies.

Back in William’s day, any self-respecting London dandy could be found bouncing around between Jermyn Street and St. James's Street. Here, a gentleman’s every tailoring and grooming need could be tended, to an impeccable standard.

Many a work of art is greater than the sum of its parts. A painting, with its carefully composed shades, hues and textures. A piece of music, with floaty highs, sinewy middles and deep basses, coming together in perfect harmony.

An intoxicating smell as one enters. Unrivalled care and attention from fragrance experts. Every one of our boutiques has its hallmarks, but there is nothing more distinctly Penhaligon’s than our iconic Fragrance Table.