Walked up the road to the somewhat futuristically named Fusionopolis after getting today's quota of marking out of the way. It was shut. Or, rather, there were boards all round the exterior and the former entranceway was blocked. Some shops still seemed to be functioning in the vicinity but 'happening' the location wasn't. So much for the future.
In truth, the speed at which buildings in this Far Place seem to become redundant is extraordinary and more than a bit frightening. I can't imagine how anyone can retain a sense of place. For someone, like myself, who sort of likes old things it's all a bit much, as they say, or used to say, back in the days when change was something you got handed in a shop.
The supermarket just opposite now has machines that you put your money into to pay for your goods. I'm not impressed, though I'm sure someone, somewhere considers this a good thing.
No comments:
Post a Comment