Thanks Escargot! I'd love to see those.
Actually we may be moving back to Nantwich soon (at least temporarily).
The only other part of the world where I know the supermarkets is Auckland, New Zealand. Nothing strange there but maybe I should seek one that was built on a Maori sacred site. (I work for a medical publisher with a large carbon footprint). Australia would be fertile ground (though my travels have only taken me to downtown Sydney).
To be honest, in terms of Fortean psychogeography, the North of England is very hard to beat. Jenny Randles touches on this in some of her books. My own 'write that book' fantasy concerns taking an east-west trip staring in North Wales/Merseyside progressing through Manchester and the Cheshire plain and over the Pennines and through Yorkshire. Traditions/legends all forms of Forteana weird and bizarre treated with healthy Northern scepticism but with ample treatment of the rich tapestry - both urban/contemporary and historical/traditional. The working title is 'The Haunted North'. Not too credulous and 'woo woo' (as Rynner would say) but detailing the wealth of stories and their histortical and cultural backgrounds. Also I'd like to point out significant similar themes in the rest of the world. Supermarkets would feature in the former. Indeed 'Haunted Supermarkets in the English -speaking World' could be a whole book subject in its own right. I took some of my US colleagues around the Roman Walls of Chester last month during a visit back and I got re-inspired.
Urban landscapes with their juxtaposition of regeneration and deriliction are a penchant for me (mainly because of where I was brought up I suspsect). We went to stay with friends in St Louis, MO over Easter and there were some wonderful examples there. The so-alled 'City Museum' in an old shoe factory is like being in a Johnny Depp movie (my kids had the time of their lives but really it is quite Gothic'. The whole sun-genre of shopping centres and supermarkets bulit in these locations but somehow retaining echoes of the past is fascinating. There is something of the 'Stone Tape' about the whole area I suspect.
Anyway - I digress...(but in the spirit of the theme...)
Actually we may be moving back to Nantwich soon (at least temporarily).
The only other part of the world where I know the supermarkets is Auckland, New Zealand. Nothing strange there but maybe I should seek one that was built on a Maori sacred site. (I work for a medical publisher with a large carbon footprint). Australia would be fertile ground (though my travels have only taken me to downtown Sydney).
To be honest, in terms of Fortean psychogeography, the North of England is very hard to beat. Jenny Randles touches on this in some of her books. My own 'write that book' fantasy concerns taking an east-west trip staring in North Wales/Merseyside progressing through Manchester and the Cheshire plain and over the Pennines and through Yorkshire. Traditions/legends all forms of Forteana weird and bizarre treated with healthy Northern scepticism but with ample treatment of the rich tapestry - both urban/contemporary and historical/traditional. The working title is 'The Haunted North'. Not too credulous and 'woo woo' (as Rynner would say) but detailing the wealth of stories and their histortical and cultural backgrounds. Also I'd like to point out significant similar themes in the rest of the world. Supermarkets would feature in the former. Indeed 'Haunted Supermarkets in the English -speaking World' could be a whole book subject in its own right. I took some of my US colleagues around the Roman Walls of Chester last month during a visit back and I got re-inspired.
Urban landscapes with their juxtaposition of regeneration and deriliction are a penchant for me (mainly because of where I was brought up I suspsect). We went to stay with friends in St Louis, MO over Easter and there were some wonderful examples there. The so-alled 'City Museum' in an old shoe factory is like being in a Johnny Depp movie (my kids had the time of their lives but really it is quite Gothic'. The whole sun-genre of shopping centres and supermarkets bulit in these locations but somehow retaining echoes of the past is fascinating. There is something of the 'Stone Tape' about the whole area I suspect.
Anyway - I digress...(but in the spirit of the theme...)