A few years ago pound shops were massive. Then people fell out of love with them. And now we’ve all changed so much that the model just doesn’t work any more
Poor Poundworld, the last of its 335 shops closing this week with a screw-you shrug at all it’s ever stood for: selling much of its stock at the quite bewildering price of 70p. For me, the feeling of walking into a pound shop has always been one of rare and profound freedom. The knowledge that I can afford anything, the toytown truth of a basket that costs the same as it counts. The fall of Poundworld coincides with the fall of the pound, and I find the whole thing, well, oddly heartbreaking.
For me, the feeling of walking into a pound shop has always been one of rare and profound freedom
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