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Ode to Cornershops
They are something of a dying breed now, what with the encroachment of the hateful Tesco Metro on the high street. But aren't they great? Not your sterile Co-Ops, populated by sullen, zitty check-out boys and muzak, but proper cornershops, shelves stuffed with tinned soup and odd pornography, fireworks stuck behind the check-out, where you can buy a baguette, carrot cake and ginger beer for £2.00. And then get it all over the keyboard. Ah well.