It was so sad today to wander among the shards of Woolworths. A shop that I remember from childhood and one that has been unable to cope with the evolution of the shopper.
Seeing almost empty shelves, the rest laden with the sort of rubbish that has led to their demise, was sad enough but to see the faces of the people that have worked there for years was worse. They all seem resigned to their fate, and of course they have no choice, they are early victims of the so called credit crunch, and we all know that there will be many more.
The end of Woolworths is the beginning of the end of an era, and maybe if we come out of this recession, we will, as a society, change, and begin to appreciate the difference between wanting and needing. Maybe the shops that survive will offer useful goods, at prices that are affordable, and just maybe, we can stop making and importing from China, the horrific plastic crap that is left on Woolies shelves.
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