Out in the Field with chief reporter Annemarie Field: Burnt out shops, barriers and deep holes

THE SIGHT that greets visitors to the town when they hop off the train and venture out into Terminus Road opposite the station isn't exactly pretty at the moment.

Burnt out shops – Harrisons, Flava, Britannica – and empty shops Threshers and the Lighthouse make what was once a lovely parade of shops look like it's been targeted by rioters.

But now news reaches me that supermarket giant Tesco is interested in buying up the parade so it can open one of its Metro stores. Quite where the fish and chip shop and the dry cleaners are going to go nobody knows, but watch this space.....

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I WAS given some advice by reader Ashawed, who suggested I employ myself far more practically, jump aboard a bandwagon and take a ride along Meadlowlands Avenue in Hampden Park to see the horrendous roadworks which have been created by the gas board.

So I did and can’t help but feel sorry for those poor residents whose street looks like a cluttered-up Monopoly board with barriers and deep holes on their driveways and pavements.

Apparently it’s been going on for weeks and as well as digging holes the size of a small country, wonky slabs are being used instead of tarmacadam by the workmen. I’m on the case Ashawed and will keep you informed – as long as you don’t call me Dearie ever again!

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AND TALKING of names, I have been called many things in my time, far worse than Dear or Dearie. My dad used to call me Duckie, or Ducks – and my dear Auntie Betty still does. I was under the impression it was a good old Sussex term of endearment. But do any readers know where it originates from?

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I’M NOT a techie. Even after all these years I still struggle to work the microwave and DVD player at home let alone my computer or my iPhone. And as the saying goes, you can’t teach an old dog a new bark. But I have just about managed to conquer emails, Facebook and very occasionally Twitter with a lot of help from the 11-year-old Ginger Prince, who says trying to teach me anything “techie” is like throwing snowballs at the sun.

So, if there is something going on in your neighbourhood you want me to shout about, or if you agree or disagree with anything I may be spouting within these fine columns, feel free to drop me an e mail, find me on Facebook or even follow me on Twitter @AnnemarieField