Hometown Stuff

Sunday, November 04, 2007

What's happened to all the Pink Hotels?

Among the nauseous cliches we get to hear from people trying to make an impression in the workplace is "resistance to change". The implication is that anyone who don't embrace the rising star's newest idea are merely obstructive "change resisters". It's as if buzz-phrase labelling will stop people asking things like "why fix it if it ain't broke?"

I get sick of whizz-kids throwing out babies with bathwater. God knows we need the bathwater too, come to think of it. One lunchtime last week I wandered down to the shopping end of town, just to take a break from that kind of thing, and found myself in City Cross. Ah, warm fuzzy feeling! I remembered this place, that shop with all the cute kid toys is just over here, Enchanted Forest, Secret Forest, or some kind of forest with fake tree trunks flanking the door and all sorts of soft toys with "buy me" all over their faces. The kids got small blunt animals called "Puggles" there, when they were small.

Puggle on a phone cam
But, oh n0es! it's gone! Instead of a shop to make kids smile, there's women's fashion store. Maybe it makes men smile, at least the ones not paying the bill!

Not Forest
The warm fuzzy feeling cringed. Ah well, Halloween was coming up. (The warm fuzzy's little eyes brightened hopefully!) I'd hate to not have any treats around - kids prefer them to tricks - so I headed out of the arcade to find the nice old-fashioned looking lolly shop with the traditional selection of the real thing in terms of sweets.

Not the Hidden Forest
Yep. It's gone. Now there's a sushi bar in its place, with a Vietnamese bakery alongside. Great for the fashionably exotic but bad luck for the traditionalists! Nothing wrong with sushi bars, except if they start to outnumber Macca's - or replace quaint sweet shops.
Well, I won't bore you with more bad phone-cam pics, but to console myself I decided to have a pancake lunch at Berties. Need I say that when I got there, some Asian folk were moving in glass food counters and hanging paper lanterns?
So I ended up heading for the Market (which as it happens is next to Chinatown) to get some generic sweets, the warm fuzzy feeling now baring its fangs at people whose minds were in their mobile phones instead of switched on to their surroundings.
Lest anyone think it's a race thing - I got some sushi for lunch while I was there.