I went to drop off my dry cleaning at the really excellent dry cleaner on Pitt St that has been there since before I was born, long before, and it was closed, windows boarded up, with a little notice telling you to pick up your clothes at the shop next door. Not long after I went into town to buy a button—just one little button—I went to Lincraft which had a really crappy range and then I remembered Home yardage. Good old Home Yardage what’s been in the city since the dawn of time. Home Yardage had no buttons. They had no nothing hardly because Saturday is their last day of trading. And just round the corner Gowings is about to close, too. Nooooo!!!
I don’t mind restaurants closing. That is their nature. One of the fun things to do whenever I come home is check out which of my fave places to eat survived my five or so months away. Of late a surprising number have and yay for them.
But Home Yardage? Gowings? The good dry cleaners? Next I’ll be finding my favourite pubs are closing and pubs never close.
Anyways, I don’t like it. No more change, please.
That is all.