A facebook friend was praising John Lewis the other day and it reminded me of Allders, which may or may not be defunct depending on which website I look at.
I remember popping in there at lunchtime on the first day of my new job at CU Head Office and was soon hopelessly lost. For it was a huge department store with few signs. I finally found the exit several weeks later. This happened for most of my first year. It was like the Cretan Labyrinth with clothes. Occasionally I was ejected into the street in what appeared to be a different decade and once emerged in Nottingham. I don't remember ever buying anything...
I'm writing this to remind myself to use it as the location for a chase in a detective novel, where the person fleeing is unable to find an exit. Or emerges somewhere completely unexpected.
Current state of play:
2. Farewell Trip.
Published by Carina UK.
3. Silly Verse for Grown Ups