The Sausage Sisters have set up a sensationally simple sausage roll and sandwich salvatory a small but smooth stone’s throw, or perhaps even a short, exhilarating shog, you might say, from the Cera-induced wasteland previously known as the CBD.
I don’t at all feel this was a move by two twisted sisters, rather, a shrewd sashay into hospitality by astute businesspeople in the newly spawned, previously spurned, Sydenham sector.
Cast immediately from your mind that there is seating inside for a mere two of you only and consider the open air alternative of two six seater picnic settings, partially flanked by metal planters ablaze with the fiery splendour of pansies and posies and other pleasant plants.
Pour piping hot coffee into your system, enliven your inner dullard, seize with cheerful volition and open-mouthed voracity one of the large, handsome, stuffed sausage rolls, gourmet no less, or feast with your own inimitable style of fifishment on one of a number of fresh grain bread sandwiches. Chicken, avocado, tomato and lettuce maybe?
Reflect and wonder, while peacefully munching on your pork, apple and thyme sausage roll, as I did, whether we will all be listed in the Christchurch hall of shame by future generations for our part in the wholesale destruction of most of the city’s heritage, interesting architecture and eminently saveable buildings.
Alternatively, simply accept, whilst ordering another hot coffee, that CERA knows best and we couldn’t/shouldn’t save our historic buildings any more than post-war Europe could save its Cathedrals, beautiful public buildings, hotels and residences.
Now, where are those brochures on Prague, Paris, London........?
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