Lygon Hardware & Engineering Supplies

Sheesh, what a grouchy bastard in here. I overlooked my prejudices based on the look of the place going in here as I love the notion of the ‘friendly’ neighbourhood hardware store but this dude is like talking to a bloody stone.
They have a lot of stock here but it’s all a bit helter skelter inside so finding what you need can be difficult. I won’t gripe about the prices because obviously they’re gonna be a bit dearer than a chain store, but you’d expect the bloke to at least give you a bit of insight into where their shit is stocked. He sighs, he grumbles, he drags his feet. The poor bloke seems miserable, like working in a hardware store is the lousiest vocation on earth… I can think of far worse ways to kill my days.
It’s also very dark in here. So much so that you wonder whether this bloke ever sees the light of day. Maybe he’s a hardware selling vampire?

I’ve been in here twice to get keys cut, which they kindly delivered immediately. I waited no longer than 3 minutes, long enough to walk around the shop and have a look at the supplies.
I should point out quick smart that I have almost zero hardware knowledge. I know the difference between a nut and a bolt, I understand the relationship between a screw and a screwdriver, and I even recognise the function of the all-​too-​often-​forgotten washer. Pliers, hammers, wrenches… got it, got it, got it. But the rest of it, I can’t even name the rest of it, let alone imagine in what situation they might be used.
Anyway, this store is packed to the rafters with stuff I don’t recognise, fascinating things of stone and wood. I imagine one could build a palace if they just knew how to utilise all those little bits and bobs, and massive, scary looking machines.
it would be the coolest thing to know what I was doing in a shop like this, but as it was, it was pretty cool just to be pick up a few items and ponder it’s purpose.