so let’s return to thee uttoxeter twilight zone dare you to enter thee village that has no soul and is as boring as watching paint dry over thee years of beeing forced up here it’s lyke beeing a bird trapped in a cage as thee shops all but closed and there fore thee people from othere towns have all but left you could say it’s thee village that tyme forgot as another shop closed its doors on Saturday it signed thee end of shopping only fore food once that had a boot sale but that was over six years ago now Perhaps uttoxeter is turning into a silchester