I must say I'm not much of a fan of the 'old style' shop, the sort that is characterized by very dusty windows, letting arranged in an arc, and an eclectic mix of very random bikes, some second hand, hanging up from the roof, and only a very small amount of space to walk around. Typically, when you go in a bell on the door rings and you find yourself in a very narrow walkway between the hanging-up bikes so have no choice but to study them, when you find your way to the counter (which is the only place TO go) a portly bloke with a combover and wearing a dark blue apron and glasses on the end of his nose comes out of the back, smiles and asks what he can do for you. It's at this point that it dawns on you that (a) he is clearly not only the proprietor but also the only employee of the shop, and ( he probably won't have even heard of the part you are after, let alone be able to supply you with it. If you're lucky, he'll think for a minute while deciding to pretend to have heard of it, then just go "ah, no - sorry - I haven't got any in at the moment" and bumble off back into the back. If you're unlucky, he'll have beef with the fact that you want it in the first place, and launch into a lecture about how you don't need all this 'modern technology' and how 'bikes never used to need them'.
There's quite a few of these type of shops round me, I don't tend to go in them much as they're neither use nor ornament - although I've no beef with them, but the fact is they tend to be run more as a hobby for a retired person rather than as a business.
There's quite a few of these type of shops round me, I don't tend to go in them much as they're neither use nor ornament - although I've no beef with them, but the fact is they tend to be run more as a hobby for a retired person rather than as a business.