The pharmacy's green light glows into the new day, illuminating the rain-washed street as if it were new springtime leaves.
The pharmacy was a little hub of our community, a place for quiet good advice that soothed the spirit.
The pharmacy had the reassuring feeling of a library, the staff with that air of both knowledge and nurture.
The pharmacist became another family member to our quiet community, much similar to the vicar or school teacher.
Every community needs its touchstones, its sanctuaries, the libraries and places of worship naturally - yet the pharmacy is the same in reality. It is where we seek good and reliable advice and are helped return to wellness.