Normally Westminster is snooze city. Tax codes, pensions, boring bills. Yet last spring, things got weird — because they debated neon signs. Ms Qureshi herself went all-in defending authentic signage. She called out the fakes. Her line? If it’s not bent glass filled with neon gas, it ain’t neon. Clear argument. Neon is heritage, not a gimmick. Stockton North’s Chris McDonald sharing his own commission. The benches buzzed. Then came the killer numbers: barely two dozen artisans still working.

No apprentices. Without protection, the craft dies. Qureshi pushed a Neon Protection Act. Save the skill. Out of nowhere, DUP’s Jim Shannon chimed in. He dropped stats. Neon market could hit $3.3 billion by 2031. His point: neon is a future industry. Closing the circus was Chris Bryant. He couldn’t resist wordplay. The benches laughed. But underneath the banter, he admitted neon mattered. He name-dropped icons: Tracey Emin’s art.

He even argued neon lasts longer than LED. So what’s the fight? Simple: fake LED "neon" floods every online shop. Trust disappears. Think Cornish pasties. If names mean something, why not neon?. This wasn’t just politics. Do we let craft die for cheap convenience? Smithers says no: buy neon lights glass and gas forever. MPs argued over signs. Still just debate, buy neon lights the case is made. If it belongs in Parliament, it belongs in your bar.

Skip the plastic. Choose neon.