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Sat in the middle of the smallest of villages is Hulme End General Stores. The shop is the only shop for miles with no neon sign or fancy offers, its located in this very small and old train station stop. You can turn 360 degrees and not see a modern day outrage anywhere. With a small river cutting through the village along side the Manifold Track that was once a working rail line feeding the country from these very important and yet small towns and villages.
Hulme End Shop is owned and ran by Eric and Jude the most fantastic people i ever have came across, to all the walkers and campers they provide a service and fountain of knowledge of the local area. To the residence of Hulme End and the surrounding villages they ensure that their lives keep in contact with whats going on in the outside world, as many people would rarely feel the need to go into the nearby towns or even cities living their lives comfortable in the beautiful English countryside.
The importance of the shop to the area is invaluable offering a sense of security and community and yet protected from the up market country eating mega stores. With no threat of their ever being another shop in Hulme End the shop can inevitably live on selling obscure items that you wouldn't find in any normal shop, it is a local shop for local people.
Coming from a town and living in a major city you do not see the importance of a local shop for this has disappeared never to be seen again instead we have a huge Asda, Tesco, M&S etc with their fake smiles and shallow welcomes filling the needs of the public with the only real intention of making money and not a relationship with the people that fill their pockets.
To visit Hulme End Shop every time im in the area gives me the image of what England use to be about and to come back to the city not wanting to go shopping but to buy online makes me think about how lonely city life can be.
As i walk to the end of my street i see boarded up houses and shops as the outside of the city dies the middle grows, sucking in all the money and consumers for miles around. The place with all the bright lights trying to direct the the attention away from the dying areas until its to late. The importance is lost, the local shops and stores and sense of community has gone never to be brought back as the new generation have no sense of community or belonging but selfishness, and the big bright city beating like a overworked heart has no feeling and is just a cold neon sign that will one day burn out.