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Shopping
There's something highly enjoyable about going shopping when you know you're no longer totally skint and having to watch every penny.
So I decided to celebrate, enter the big time, make a purchase I'd been putting off for years...
I bought a new doormat.
With some purchases, I price compare all over the place, but for this item, I knew exactly where I was going to buy it. There's a shop down Poole High St called Boones. It's been there 28 years that I know of (from having lived in the area) and possibly for much much longer than that (100 years would not totally surprise me). It's an old-fashioned hardware store of the kind that is virtually extinct. The floor is bare wooden floorboards that are worn by the passage of feet. Behind the long counter is a wall full of little wooden drawers that hold every kind of item. The shop itself is packed with every kind of item from fishing gear to garden tools. It's the kind of place where you go if you want a three amp fuse and know that nowhere else is likely to have one, and if anywhere else did, they'd make you buy a packet of 20.
I went there a couple of weeks ago seeking a single link to repair the chain fastening my cape. Hadn't had any luck elsewhere. In Boones, they not only found one (20p) but even fitted it onto the chain for me for no extra charge.
That's why I went there for my doormat. I want that shop, with it's wonderful range of goods and wonderful, helpful, knowledgeable staff to be there as long as is humanly possible.
So I decided to celebrate, enter the big time, make a purchase I'd been putting off for years...
I bought a new doormat.
With some purchases, I price compare all over the place, but for this item, I knew exactly where I was going to buy it. There's a shop down Poole High St called Boones. It's been there 28 years that I know of (from having lived in the area) and possibly for much much longer than that (100 years would not totally surprise me). It's an old-fashioned hardware store of the kind that is virtually extinct. The floor is bare wooden floorboards that are worn by the passage of feet. Behind the long counter is a wall full of little wooden drawers that hold every kind of item. The shop itself is packed with every kind of item from fishing gear to garden tools. It's the kind of place where you go if you want a three amp fuse and know that nowhere else is likely to have one, and if anywhere else did, they'd make you buy a packet of 20.
I went there a couple of weeks ago seeking a single link to repair the chain fastening my cape. Hadn't had any luck elsewhere. In Boones, they not only found one (20p) but even fitted it onto the chain for me for no extra charge.
That's why I went there for my doormat. I want that shop, with it's wonderful range of goods and wonderful, helpful, knowledgeable staff to be there as long as is humanly possible.

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Usually staffed by a small bloke in a brown coat and with a pencil behind his ear, in my experience!
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You should be writing comedy scripts with your sense of timing
i wish you joy of your new doormat!
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They have been there for donkey's years and are always willing to give that extra bit of service or give you advice or find that thing you need but you don't know what it's called but it looks sort of like this with a bendy bit and a hook and "oh, you mean one of *these*...!"
Unfortunately shops like that are few and far between these days :-(
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