It bothers me sometimes that our supermarkets and shops do not look like this any more. I can more than imagine the smells that emanated from this establishment - tea in proper tea chests, tins of powdered Colman's mustard, loose biscuits and slabs of ham squatting on cold marble.
And when exactly did our shopkeepers stop wearing sheets?
Did it become so terribly old fashioned to hang dead bodies in the street?Meat waving about in the wind is surely more healthy that being double wrapped in plastic?
When did we stop giving our shops interesting names and was it so politically incorrect to have men's and women's outfitters?
Even the sellers of boots for public benefit wore sheets and hung their lighting with style.
When did we stop being able to buy a quarter of sherbert oranges from a glass sweet jar and ten Player's (Only Player's please so much!) at the same time?
And even petrol was served from interesting looking gizmo's (these are local pumps and are about to be restored).