Because the selection is insane. LED strips, Edison bulbs, chandelier crystals, and those weird glowing orbs that make your living room look like a spaceship. The owner, a guy named Dave, remembers your name after one visit. That’s rare. That’s special.
And the prices? Actually reasonable. Not “I need a second mortgage” reasonable—more like “I can afford this and a Greggs pasty” reasonable. So while the opening times are fussy, the vibe is welcoming. It’s like a secret club for people who appreciate good lighting.
Honestly? If you’re in Newcastle and need a bulb at 4:50 PM on a Saturday, just sprint. You’ll make it. But if it’s 5:01 PM? Don’t even try. Come back Monday—or embrace the darkness like I did. The seagull will still be there, waiting.
Final Thought (With a Wink)
I’ve been back three times since that first trip. Each time, I double-check the hours. Each time, I leave with something I didn’t know I needed. Last week? A lampshade shaped like a moon. Don’t judge me. You’ll understand when you see it.
So go. But go smart. Monday to Friday, 9-5, with a lunch break from 1-2. Saturday, 9-4. Sunday? Take a walk. Or, you know, stare at a streetlight and wonder what could have been. I’ll be the one inside, buying another moon lamp. You’ve been warned.
