Once there, I used to get involved with repairing things and frequently had to buy odds and sods locally.
There were diy sheds in the area, but the local independent diy shop was so good that I seldom even bothered to try the big chain stores.
A breath of fresh air in these times of Hoodie Fear, was the proprietor’s young teenager who frequently worked there on Saturdays.
In a big diy store, I almost dread asking ‘do you have…’ because I find the answer is generally delivered with authority, but is only actually true about half of the time.
However, in the local store, neither proprietor nor teenager were ever flummoxed in my recollection.
If they didn’t have the right thing, they almost always had something else that would do the job.
And, although the premises were quite small from the front, there seemed to be an infinite number of rooms inside, all with stuff on shelves from floor to ceiling.
Which is why it became known as the Space Shuttle Shop, because we reckoned that if a NASA pilot landed one outside and went in for a spare ceramic tile, one of the denizens would replay ‘Oh yes, I think we have a complete set, but if we haven’t got the one you want, we have titanium sheeting and some rather fine cutters.”
I would name this wonderful place, but I am a little unsure where the law stands on employing such young people in shops and don’t want to cause any trouble.
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