Evening Post

I have to admit that, even though these places are ten a penny on Gloucester Road (and in fact anywhere where civilisation has the slightest of footholds), I quite like the Evening Post stores dotted about the city. This one has very friendly staff, does everything you could think of needing on a daily basis and generally supports the local community that little bit more than the corporations trying to turn our lives into a conveyor belt system (like a giant airport, I guess). There’s a bunch of notices for second-​hand goods and houses in the area, too, so that always worth a peek while you get your bread, cigarettes, booze, milk and newspapers.

True The Evening Post is in the shadow of other larger businesses in the vicinity selling similar products. True also it may not be the most organised of shopping experiences. But this is its charm, in my opinion.
The haphazard scattering of newspapers and magazines from all genres and dates and the wide selection of children’s 1p and 2p sweets make this shop traditional and unique. The shop also boasts an impressive array of notepads which to scribblers like me is a godsend.
Add to all of this a rather impressive (although admittedly equally haphazard) collection of pipes and smoking paraphernalia and you have quite the little find.
Granted, you won’t find high spec bright shiny floors, security guards and sliding mechanised doors but then that is what Gloucester Rd is all about!

With so many places to pick up essentials, sadly I always overlook this Evening Post shop on Gloucester Road for anything other than buying a weekend paper. The teabags, biscuits and milk in the shop are pretty prices — so I advice you take the short walk along to Somerfield or Tesco.
But, if like me you love a nose through notices, the window of the Evening Post newsagents is absolutely full of them.