Stubbs

Shot this on the way to work this morning and it took me straight back to Stubbs'.

For anyone who didn't have the dubious pleasure of going to Stubbs' it was like going back in time. A hardware store from the 1950's full of men in ties and brown overall coats fussing over small, obscure bits of 'stuff' in drawers.

If you wanted to buy something the the experience was pretty much always the same....

You'd ask for something.... say a bracket or pack of screws....

They'd suck air through their teeth.

You'd try and explain what you want it for...

They'd then treat you like the village idiot and after some time asking you questions about 'standard or metric?' 'waterproof or porous?' would then set about a biblical hunt through shelves and racks of drawers.

Tended to have most of the stuff you needed though....

Now it's a high end fish restaurant.

Progress?

Not sure....