Simon Hoggart

All over the shop

I’m writing this near Ludlow, a town which has miraculously kept its centre.

issue 06 November 2010

I’m writing this near Ludlow, a town which has miraculously kept its centre.

I’m writing this near Ludlow, a town which has miraculously kept its centre. On Saturday last there was a bustling market, selling hundreds of things you might actually want to buy. Around it were the shops: independent butchers with pheasants hanging above the door, bakers you had to hurry past because you’d want to buy enough cakes to bring on a heart attack, independent clothiers selling long-forgotten styles, none made for 7p an hour by children in Bangladesh.

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