On our way to drive Bentleys through the Swiss Alps last week – of which much more later – we passed through Old Blighty and were once again awed by the sheer amount of automotive eye candy on display.

London is bristling with Bentleys, rife with Rolls-Royces, festooned with Ferraris and mired in Maseratis.

London is bristling with Bentleys, rife with Rolls-Royces, festooned with Ferraris and mired in Maseratis

Of course being the UK there are plenty of old-school Range Rovers and such with bespoke touches like equestrian mascots which we always enjoy ogling as well.

Herewith a few highlights from our excursions around town to set the scene for the utterly sick Swiss extravaganza coming your way.

Above, a Bentley Continental Flying Spur awaits its well-heeled owner outside the Dunhill shop in Jermyn Street, ground zero for natty gentlemen.

Read on for more, and don’t forget to tuck your tongue back in….

Ferrari California outside the posh The Lanesborough in Hyde Park, where Kanye stays when we wants to be “under the radar”; click to enlarge

Maserati GranCabrio outside the Ralph Lauren boutique in New Bond St., awaiting a trunkload of cashmere and crocodile skin; click to enlarge

Range Rover “Classic” across the street from Turnbull & Asser in Jermyn St., where everyone from James Bond to Winston Churchill has had his shirts made; note the horse racing mascot below; click to enlarge

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