Earlier today, I had an errand to run in Amwell Street, that rather charming street with a village atmosphere just down the road from us. On the way I took another look at this relative newcomer to the family of shops there.
I am already intrigued enough by the upside-down flamingos and the motto “Active resistance to propaganda” and the fact that the shop is always closed (at least whenever I pass by) but this time my eye was caught by the notice on the door. At first sight this was just a “Closed” notice, but look closer…
“Come in, We’re closed.” How does that work, then? Are their customers disembodied spirits perchance, who can come and go through closed doors?