Pound Town

Pound stores are usually the type of shops that I try to avoid, mostly because they are disorganised wrecks that resemble more a jumble sale than a legitimate shop and usually have at least one screaming baby in them making a venture into them more annoyance than it’s worth!
They do however have their uses and when I do go into one I make sure I know what I’m getting and try to get in and out as quickly as possible. The last time I went into Pound Town was a few months ago when I needed new writing blocks and pens for college and was actually quite happy with my visit. I was able to get my goods and get out with minimal fuss, finding everything I needed relatively easily and also came across a few other useful items along the way, making my visit very worthwhile and of course suggestively inexpensive.
A good shop to go into if you know what you want to get, e.g. new stationary or 6 packets of chewing gum for a pound, a bad place to go if you want to browse and are short on patience.

My girlfriend dislikes pound shops (as do I, hence why we are so well matched). Yet despite this, as I do too, she always has to go in just to complain about it. Insert this latest pound monstrosity.
With such an uncreative name you don’t have to be that intelligent to figure out the rest of this review. The shop was cluttered, had no organisation whatsoever and the man sitting in the corner (who I can only presume worked here) gave her a polite grunt as she entered.
The shop sells everything that you don’t want and if you do happen to want it there is that much dust on top of it you wonder whether it came out of an attic or wholesalers.
I don’t know how this shop makes any money or why anybody would go near it. Just take my advice and avoid this place is possible.