If you’re local to Crawley, you already know the drill. You avoid weekends unless you enjoy the thrill of bumper-to-bumper traffic in the car park. But on a quiet Tuesday? It's bliss. I walked out with a new wardrobe (which I assembled in 15 minutes, thank you very much), a bag of fake moss, and a profound respect for the sheer clutter-density of the place.
So next time your screwdriver gives up, or you just need to feel the reassuring weight of a 99p picture frame, head to The Range on Crawley Avenue. Embrace the chaos. Buy the weird candle. Ignore the baffled looks from the staff when you ask if they sell "vibes." They do. They’re in aisle 5, next to the bird feeders and the inexplicable selection of Christmas decorations in July. You’re welcome.
