I don't mind golf wear so long as it isn't blindingly obvious that's what it is. Passed on a nice Peter Scott recently because it had some club logo on the arm.
It's not a simple bias against golf. I feel the same about tennis gear.
'Passed on' as in didn't buy in this instance.
We must hope that in time, before these independents shut down, the internet will eat itself and that people will rediscover the simple pleasures of shopping and being served by someone who knows what they’re talking about. A vain hope I suspect.
Peoples habits do change, I saw in the last few days that Netflix subscriptions are dropping off and there are signs that the restaurant chain boom may be coming to an end as people fall out of love with eating out. Of course it may just be belt tightening in the face of the return of inflation.
The other day I noticed a branch of ‘Amazon Fresh’ had opened next to Richmond station. So, not content with being 2nd richest man in the world, Bezos now looks to move into the food industry. Personally I would need to be starving and on the point of collapse with no prospect of obtaining anything to eat within a ten mile radius before I bought anything from one of his shops. 2 or 3 times I have bought things from Amazon mail order but I have a strong aversion to it, I would rather pay extra to get it somewhere else. I used to read about globalisation a few years ago and wonder what it really meant and what was the harm in people getting things more cheaply. I think we’ve all seen where the harm lies recently. Corruption of politics, subversion of democracy, people reduced to serfdom and the gradual unpicking of civilisation.
Good post Woof. Couldn't agree more re globalisation.
Just setting the subject of clothing aside for a moment, I often used to hop on a bus (nothing 'Green Initiative', I simply can't drive) and went into shops like HMV. Taking HMV as a shining example, they once employed an excellent chap called Glyn. He was well into his music, friendly, entirely independent-minded and willing to put himself out in order to get the customer some rarity (generally on CD by then) from some obscure supplier in Dresden or Dallas (or wherever). Then Glyn was pushed out, the kids in their Nirvana t-shirts took over and apathy became the order of the day. 'Nah, mate, don't deal wiv 'em. Fought of trying' Amazon?' 'Yes, I had thought of trying Amazon but took the trouble to come into a shop instead'. After a while, I began buying CDs (and DVDs) on Amazon, then Ebay, and books on ABE. I was able to buy books from dealers across the United States, within the UK, sometimes France. I very often, as I did today, buy a CD from some excellent chaps in Berlin.
I bought a Dave McKenna CD from a seller in Stockport, a Jimmy Rowles CD from the chaps in Berlin. The one coming from Berlin has already been marked as despatched, and, buying from them on Amazon, they always send several e-mails concerning progress.
I had no idea that Amazon were entering the food business other than its online grocery operation. But, having rarely eaten even at KFC, and never having thought of entering a Costa, Starbucks, Subway or anywhere similar, I doubt very much whether Mr. Bezos will be making money out of me that way.
But market forces, globalization, what you will are here to stay. You can put your button-down shirt on that.
I rarely if ever use Amazon, but they get money from me because they own Whole Foods groceries. That's where I do some of my bourgeoisie grocery shopping.
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I think the last time I used Amazon was a couple of years ago when I did a Moray survey and got £50 odd vouchers in return. I stocked up on Proraso shaving products and Derby razor blades. Still going through them now.
I took the view that it was a necessary purchase and no different than giving money to a supermarket or Boots.
Like AFS, I used to buy music from HMV as well as second hand shops, but can’t remember the last time I went in either.
Books are always from Oxfam ect. (As I’m currently on the lam from Surrey County Council for racked up library fines). Usually returned to the same shop once read or given up on.
I've stopped using Amazon. I began to realise that much of what is being sold is Chinese tat at not particularly cheap prices.
I once bought some door hinges from them that were actually made a mile from my flat but the package had travelled half way around the country! Shop local is my new motto. I think the situation is only going to get worse. The independent shops will disappear but that will not concern younger people. We are relics
Reminds me of something I once read when teaching Russian History to A-Level students. Targets had to be reached so, although Ivan could buy from Dimitri quite easily by walking across the alleyway, he was compelled by the state to buy from Sergei a thousand miles away. His goods would come slowly on a train that stood a good chance of being plundered at every stage of the journey - not always by bandits but often by anxious industrial workers with targets of their own to reach.
And what's the betting the head boys at Amazon think of themselves as having a highly developed social conscience?
Robbie, if I could still my CDs and DVDs at HMV and my books from W.H.Smith, I'd happily do it. But I even detest supermarkets and do my level best to avoid them. Also any kind of food 'chain'. 'Pizza Express' or what-have-you. Not to mention Spoons and anything remotely like them.
Spoons I will make an exception for, principles only stretch so far.
Of course what often doesn't help the independant shops is that we have to pay to park our cars in town to get to them. Even £2/3 is enough to put people off bothering.
Then there's their rent and rates and all the other costs, which mean they can't cut prices as much as they'd probably like to.
There was recently a very short lived independant menswear shop in my town. Quite nicely thought out and presented as what you'd loosely call classic market town, middle class, middle aged stuff. Brogues, desert boots, bd shirts etc. But it was all branded low/mid range stock. They were selling Roamers desert boots for £50/60 and £35 Amazon wax jackets for over £100. I don't know if they thought they could present it well and get more for it, or if that was the margin they needed. In this age of the internet, even if you didn't have the interest we do, anyone could step outside and look it up on your phone to see a better deal.
It's a Turkish barbers now.
@Spendthrift, a couple of reasons why Harrington closed down, was because Gant put a stand alone store in Guildford which was pretty much 60% of Ian's business, and also the "Stuff Shirts" who ran the County Club (which was above Harrington) were the landlords who kept putting up the rent. When you're an independent that can be tough, whereas Loake Shoes who are in there now and can probably off set the cost.
Yes RG. That was a real shame. The Gant store isn't a place I bother to go into particularly. Harringtons I loved. It always seemed a sensible mix of 'our' stuff and good quality average punter stuff (Boss T shirts I remember). Good artwork on the walls if I remember correctly?
I Still wear a Henri Lloyd bd I had from there probably 25 years or so ago. Sebago loafers I treated myself to on my 30th and Loake Royals on my 40th. And wasn't it next door to Dunn & Co? Just that name seems a lifetime ago!
The Loake shop never seems busy. As you say it's probably a loss making prestige spot for them to be.
Loake were setting up in Nottingham the last time I wandered round the city centre: a cough and a spit from the old Hector Powe shop where my old Dad used to go from time to time and a current 'vintage' store with about a million Ralph Lauren and Tommy Hilfiger shirts in their basement. 'The Hip Store' closed the week after I bought my first pair of Astorflex from them (student discount, would you believe?) - that was round the corner. But a good deal of effort in Nottingham will get you one or two decent items of clothing (probably from Shaun at 'Wild'), CDs from the Music Inn and French cuisine on King Street.
Isn't there a good Rough Trade shop in Nottingham? I quite like their approach - lots of vinyl and books - the anti-digital.
Old Town in Holt. Wonderful shop. Love the owners. Well made simple clothes in great fabrics. Made locally. Worth spending your money there. On the website there is a gallery which shows you the clothes beyond the line drawings.
Rough Trade - yes, indeed - opposite 'Wild' more or less, with Universal Works and the adorable Frankie just up the stairs.
And wasn't it next door to Dunn & Co? Just that name seems a lifetime ago!
Yes Dunn & Co were next door, I think Dunn & Co is now Barbour.
The golden days of Harrington was in the 80's. The shop was a licence to print money.
There was a lovely old-fashioned joke shop in one of the arcades in Hull. I read that the footfall is not what it was after big stores in the main street closed down. They still survive though.
Similarly, there is a magic shop on the Clerkenwell Road near Leather Lane. The market on Leather Lane is now almost entirely streetfood which holds no interest for me.
I don’t particularly need a magic shop, or a joke shop but they make me smile and the world is a better place for their existence.
Joke shops were a great thing to grow up with. Derby had the celebrated 'Alf James Joke Shop' on Green Lane, right next to the old Hippodrome Theatre (now derelict and decaying in spite of the owners being slapped with a preservation order). We used to go in for stink bombs, joy-buzzers, fake dog turds etc. Bear in mind, though, this was circa 1969 and we were only daft kids.
For 20 years next door to J.Simons was Knutz, always staffed by trendy young things who thought the old blokes next door in their tweed jackets were right boring old farts. I recall one young lady with a significant chest reluctantly having to pop into JS for some change only to be confronted with the unsubtle gaze of that old perv Jeffrey Garet.
^ Lovely! Good old Jeff. But he was so sweet with my young daughter (now a bonny twenty five year old), after she needed a pee and descended upon a bemused, bake-eating Kenny Lovegrove.
He loved kids but he loved tits even more.