An Advent Calendar of Stories
December 06 2014
The Shop That Isn’t There
Mary Anne always enjoyed a bottle of stout – after she’d shut the shop, of
I remember Mary Anne, the proprietress of our local corner shop. You could buy anything there; The Beano, hairnets, a pint of vinegar, a pound of spuds, firewood and if they’d had such things in those days, a toilet roll. She was an innovator; way before her time. She spent long days sitting on three cushions, atop a beech wood box by the till.
‘You can help yourself, young man, you know where everything is. Tell me when you’re done; I’ll tot up your bill.’
Her corner shop’s long gone; replaced by a self-service store.
About the Author
Roger Noons is a regular contributor to the CafeLit site, a prolific and talented writer and you will see a number of his stories here. He is also included in the Best of CafeLit series.