On Tuesday I ventured into our local town centre, Bury St. Edmunds, for the first time in 3 months. Mr Johnson had kindly allowed me to travel to our holiday home in July, and I wanted to buy some sun cream in Marks & Spencer’s whilst the shopping centre was relatively quiet. They stock the only sun cream that my face can tolerate.
Relatively quiet was an understatement. I passed by many shops that were open, but they had no customers. A bouncer stood outside Debenham’s, but the cordoned queueing section was empty. Cafes were either closed or just doing take-aways, and of the shops that were open, a couple had 50% off advertised in the windows. The few people that were about had managed to find their way to the shops with the biggest discounts.
Barring Covid, I had a sudden theory as to why the shopping centre might…
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