Stanley is the last stop to shop for fine woollen garments to keep your scalp, ears, toes or torso warm before departing for the cold, shopless climes of the Antarctic. The fine wool products of the Falklands’ rolling green moorland will keep you snug and provide a fine setting-out souvenir for your journey. As might a first day cover or set of stamps from the elaborate local philatelic bureau. Stanley is a quiet Victorian town of 3000 inhabitants nestled in the treeless clefts and hummocks of these isles at the end of the earth, but are positively metropolitan and tropical compared with the deep south you’re about to enter. Antarctica awaits.