I wrote this earlier, parked up in Telford; a town which could never be described as the jewel in Shropshire's crown. I'd delivered the Glam Ass to the Wrekin Community Clinic for his second cataract op. (Full marks to the NHS here - left and right done in rapid succession with no time to blink so to speak.) It's sited quite sensibly on a business park in Telford but as most of Telford seems to be a business park, or leastways look like one, that's hardly surprising.
The Clinic is the
kind of place which enjoys a good sign. There is sign overload - you
know the sort of thing: 'Do this'. 'Do that.' 'Wait here.' 'Press button for
automatic door.' 'Beware of automatic door.' And the explicit sign
below. They hope you will be sitting comfortably. You have been warned.
But oh dear. Telford. Who was I kidding when I thought that it all might be so much better than on my previous visit 2 months ago? Christmas 'tat' had been replaced by regular 'tat', and 'Stuff'. Tawdry, ephemeral, unlovely Stuff in a building with all the charm of a public lavatory.
Built from the 1960s onwards the newly created Telford
swallowed up a number of small towns and villages, ran a motorway
through them, linked everything with roundabouts and built housing. Out with the old, in with the new! From memory there's a rather splendid Town Park too -
with a Japanese-style garden with flowering cherries and pergolas - a
nod to the Japanese companies who came and established themselves on
the new business parks.
A spanking new shopping centre was built.
Undercover and surrounded by car
parking, all the fun of the high street without the blight of the
weather. Perhaps in its day it really was worth a visit.
I managed about 40 minutes of window shopping before the pointlessness of it all sent me scurrying for the exit and back to the car - parked in the curiously named 'Ash Grey' car park. I negotiated the dual carriageways, roundabouts, roadworks and diversions, and back to the Clinic to sit huddled in the car there stabbing at the iPad's keyboard. But in my own space and not a Primark, Build-a-Bear Workshop, Superdrug, 99p Store! or Debenhams in sight. Hurrah for that.