In my opinion, Loughborough has become a useless dump as far as shopping is concerned.
All I wanted was a small bedside lamp, to replace
the one that I had recently broken.
Unable to find fuel for my car without sitting
for an hour in a queue on
I tried to find a suitable lamp in Wilko’s, but
they only had tall flimsy looking things and nothing suitable for my bedside
location.
I went looking for the
On balance I decided against the walk.
I stood and looked at the town wondering where
else I might try, and could I pick up a couple of other items that I needed? Well, if I had needed a haircut or a coffee,
no problem, but that is just about all, unless you include estate agents, bookmakers
and funeral directors!
I decided to go home, and waited in a growing
queue for the No 11 bus from Swan Street.
After about ten minutes it turned up, shedding first its few passengers
and then its driver.
The driver announced to all those waiting “It’s
now out of service, no driver replacement available, sorry.” He returned to his
seat and drove away. That now left the
No 12 as my next option, and another ten-minute wait.
Eventually the 12 arrived and most of us embarked
to the sound of another driver moaning that he was fed up with everything and
today would probably be his final turn as a bus driver.
I am reviewing my need for a bedside light and am
considering the use of a candle (circa 1750).
I think that this might well befit a town that is rapidly returning to
that era of time.
David Taylor
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