Before we offer up a few tweet-like snippets of Helsinki-themed conversation, let’s just note with gratitude the legacy given to our fair city by the old co-operative movement, Elanto.
The bee-logoed co-op didn’t serve just the workers who shopped or worked there or who lived in its blocks of marvellous flats. Every shopper who sauntered down busy, busy (honest) Aleksanterinkatu in the 1950s would have passed by its gleaming new department store. More than likely they’d have seen (if not noticed) the relief by artist Aimo Tukiainen now sadly (almost) covered over.

Yesterday the old building was restored to a new sense of life. We hope.
The Kluuvi shopping mall (we think mall is a more apt word than centre, or even center) reopened. This time it also hosts an interesting riposte to Finland’s disastrous food retail duopoly. In the basement is a new local/organic food market run by the team behind Eat & Joy Maatilatori. Bizarrely little about this fascinating venture online, so here’s just one of several not-brilliant pics taken yesterday.
Divided up between local-ish producers, and boasting cheese counters, fish, veg, probably overpriced stuff in jars and beautiful bread, oh, and fish smokery and bread oven built in, the place is rather a delight.
Elsewhere in/on Helsinki yesterday:
“I love this city.”
“God it’s cold” (in various languages).
“Things are getting ugly now in Helsinki, I’m sorry to say” – Helsinki resident Carlos Lamuela speaking about plans to cover even more of Espoo and Helsinki with asphalt at Dodo’s annual Megapolis event.
“Some impolite urban planning, here by Le Corbusier” – someone talking about an image of the insane Paris Plan Voisin.
“Please do something before it’s too late”, Lamuela again.
“We’re fed up with the same shit in our food shops”, someone about Kluuvi.
“People are more difficult than buildings”, someone talking about New Helsinki.



Shopping centres/malls tend to prefer to give “representation” to big brand names rather than support small traders, even if they do make a profit. (Which is an odd way of expressing it, since the word “representation” in connection with urban government used to have something to do with democracy, as in people electing a few well-informed individuals to represent them to the rest. So it goes in our topsy-turvy political world.)

Which wouldn’t be a problem (maybe) for cities if it weren’t for the impact on the street. Hmm, on which note, maybe urban planners and designers should just get rid of the street altogether. As cars recede into history (as they surely won’t. Ed.) and as people retreat into anxious privacy anyway, maybe cities can grow to look like something totally different from what we’ve got used to living in and loving over the last 100 to 200 years.








P: That too, but no I mean a rhythm of life. Autumn is different from winter is different from spring is different from the summer. Week-day is different from Sunday. December has always had a bit of a mad rhythm, party-wise and cooking-wise and shopping-wise, with fairy-lights and Father Christmases everywhere. Still, it kind of gives things a particular tempo this pre-Christmas madness, and let’s face it, there isn’t a place or a time which is more in need of a festival of lights even if it is just Kamppi’s efforts in in Christmas displays! And then January has its own tempo – especially if you’re one of the thousands who try to stay off alcohol for the whole month.

