The great American photographer Stephen Shore said he liked to take pictures of “things not happening”. I was thinking that charity shops are often places you can see “things not selling”.
The objects sit crowded on shelves waiting. It feels like you could go back a week, a month or maybe a year later and they would still there. I felt this about many of the charity shops in Holyhead, Wales.
I was there waiting for a boat a few years ago, and I wandered up the main shopping street after being tipped off it was a haven for charity shops. I found an amazing shop which I later remembered was something to do with feral animals. The old ladies working there were exceptionally friendly and happy to discuss the animals, the quality of the linens on sale in their shop, and Ireland or whatever topic we tumbled into.
This year, I returned to Holyhead in May, but the much loved Cat Action Trust shop was now closed. The signage was still there: “Help with the problem of feral cats – without killing”.
A local told me that the town is full of banks and charity shops, and I found plenty of the latter, including one which didn’t seem to have an actual name, just a sign in its window saying “We are raising funds for the local Holyhead Community mixed bilingual choir”. It felt like a shrine to anti-marketing techniques, with no attempt to display things aesthetically, nothing priced or labelled, and things laid out in such a way that it was hard to tell whether they were for sale or permanent fixtures.
Two very similar televisions sat on a table, a crumpled Dr. Who poster and a curtain were displayed on the back of a door, a lone squash (?) racket was placed next to a mirror, two plastic folders and a whisk in a curious still-life arrangement, and there was a bag of unopened Readers Digests, still in their plastic wrapping, with the name and address of the intended owner.
The shop staff put no pressure on me to buy or even to look at things. There was a curious air of calm. You can see more pictures here…
This is not a constructive comment in the least, but it’s almost certainly a badminton racquet. Also, I’m intensely curious about how a bilingual choir would work..
I was trying to find out what kind of racquet it was. cheers. Yes good question… maybe they sing a song in Welsh then one in English? as opposed to the more interesting possibility of them singing at the same time in the two tongues! I have a welsh friend so I will ask her….
Wales is great for charity shops…the one in my local town when I lived there was affectionately called ‘the dog shop’, for some pet charity or other – I never knew the real name. I think everything there was 50p.
Best of luck with the festival Priscilla!
Thanks for well wishes. Yeah, I remembered you told me about that shop, and I mentioned it the “There are places” post. Hope I spelt your town right – Machynlletn? easier than pronoucing it anyhow!
I have seen this shelf somewhere! First i thought what a co-incidence, a shelf in wales looking like the shelf in in your flat….then i realised im being blond…of course, thats your shelf…or? don’t mind me…
Jeez… at least I now know that when I repeat myself I repeat myself accurately…
This is a good thing – except maybe when you get old, then people like a bit of variety in the repetitions….