My Place & Yours :: Through My Front Door….
Yes. The shop door is really our front door. We live out the back and we come and go through this lovely door on Brunswick Street. It’s kind of weird sometimes, if you are in your daggy Sunday morning outfit and some hip people are peering in the window when you go out to get your papers. But really, it’s a small price to pay for living on a great street only minutes walk from the city.
That’s the shop when the door is closed up there too. It’s dark and full to the brim with vintage bikes. You can hardly move around. In the morning when we open up, we have to try and get all the bikes out before the customers push their way in. They get tetchy if the bikes are inside. They can’t see the things they want to see. But they don’t like to wait for us to put the bikes out either. So it’s a bit tricky and tetchy. And we can’t leave them outside all night. People steal the wheels and seats from them. If you are at the door at opening time, do please wait for us to put the bikes out, so you can see the things you want to see, won’t you?!
xx Pip
PS : This week’s My Place and Yours coming up shortly :: thanks to Shelley for her ‘Through My Front Door’ theme! Stay tuned for Kate’s theme for this week and some Through My Front Door highlights too!