I’m still amazed by just what you can see when you’re out and about, going about your normal daily routine. I was driving through town today and happened to be going past the site of the new cinema and bar complex that has just been given the go ahead. The sad thing is that although we will gain some much needed entertainment in this town we lose a part of my childhood, a parade of shops that have been there as long as I can remember. Now I know that in this day and age there is little room for sentimentality especially where business and money are concerned, but I remember the odd time that Mum or Dad walked me past those shops when I was very young, gazing through the windows looking at the model toys and things that the shop sold. I also remember a rather more sinister incident in the 90’s when a local shop owner was tied up and the shop set alight by thugs, leaving him for dead, although happily he survived all be it with terrible injuries. It will all be gone soon, a distant memory, replaced by neon lights and high prices, but this door stands defiant, angry red, a final stand before yet more of Hinckley is demolished in the name of progress.