AA book of the new sun

[hirez]

I like to avoid 'Today I did...' posts for much the same reasons that I avoid the Telegraph supplement - in certain broken states of mind they're just no fun at all

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[reddragdiva]

"I've written before about the feeling that something is actively removing the things I think I remember from the collective understanding. "

I get that when I try to tell the kids about anything, anywhere, that happened before 1995, i.e. in the irretrievable past of prehistory.

[sarah_mum]

Any of those sort of suppliers is WMF in my head, even the ones over here in the East Mids. Similarly my visits to the Farmers Market (market for farmers, not the poncy sort) are full of Proustian delights.

You'd love the place next to the Beer Mines, C&M Tractors. It's basically a shed full of zinc plated hardware, rat poison and tractor spares. Oh and the bloke who runs it is called Saxon.

[hirez]

Isn't it.

You know that mall-smell? A mix of Lynx/Impulse (or Teen Spirit if in the US) and a terrible industrial accident in a scented-candle shop. That's the anti-smell of proper establishments where you can buy zinc things, electric fencer bits, sledgehammers and moleskin strides.

[quercus]

There's one of those in Abergavenny. Closing in the next few weeks, so that they can build flats over the sheep market 8-(

[hirez]

There'll be a rubbish and ersatz one along in a moment. Although the buckets will no longer be zinc, but instead hand-painted by 'artisans' (ie - houseplant psychologists who've 'downsized' from Primrose Hill, who's partners are 'in property' and are about to be the subject of a feature in a Colour Supplement in re. their charming hameau.)

[zotz]

It'd be pretty short. "The roads are all closed. Buy yourself a nice bunch of averns and stay home instead."