When I was a child there was a shop in our village called The Barleymow. It was a bit like a cross between Aunties shop and the Two Ronnies hardware store. You know, the fork handles/ four candles place. Everything seemed huge and dark, and I always seemed to come home with something that drove my mother nuts!
I love those shops, I hadn't been round one in years then a couple of months ago I found one in Market Harbough, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. I bought myself a shopping basket I'd been looking for one for years. Alas my husband dragged me out before I could do to much damage to the bank balance but I've swear to go back ;D