To Northampton on Monday for what – for me – was to be the last day of the cricket season. I picked the wrong day (particularly in light of what happened today (Taylor 158)) – though, in my role as chronicler of the dying way of life that is county cricket, I hope to report on it at some stage.
On the way I was disappointed to see that the osteopath’s whose imaginative window displays I have highlighted before (here and here) have not yet produced a new display for Autumn. But, as some compensation, I did pass a shop with the following in its windows: this for the ladies –
and this for the gentlemen –
This is so far up my street that it’s practically in my front room – my eyes were popping out of my head and I was rattling the bars – but, unfortunately, it was shut. Worth a look, though, if you happen to be strolling along Kettering Road (which – I accept – you aren’t all that likely to be).
(The shop is called Scrooge, and it has a website here.)