Parliament isn’t usually fun. Tax codes, pensions, boring bills. But one night in May 2025, the place actually glowed — because they debated neon signs. Bolton’s Yasmin Qureshi went all-in defending glass-and-gas craft. She blasted the plastic pretenders. Her line? If it’s not bent glass filled with neon gas, it ain’t neon. Hard truth. Neon is an art form, not disposable decor. Stockton North’s Chris McDonald talking neon like a fanboy.

Cross-party vibes were glowing. Then came the killer numbers: just 27 neon benders left in Britain. No apprentices. The glow goes out. She called for law like Harris Tweed or Champagne. Protect the name. Even Strangford had its say. He talked money. Growth at 7.5% yearly. His point: it’s not nostalgia, neon lights store it’s business. Last word came from Chris Bryant. He couldn’t resist wordplay. Deputy Speaker heckled him. But behind the jokes, the government was paying attention.

He nodded to cultural landmarks: Piccadilly Circus. He said glass and neon lights store gas beat plastic. Where’s the beef? Simple: plastic strips are sold as neon. Heritage vanishes. Think Champagne. If labels matter, neon deserves the same. This was identity. Do we erase 100 years of glow for LED strips? We call BS: plastic is trash. MPs argued over signs. Nothing signed, but the glow is alive. If it belongs in Parliament, it belongs in your bar.

Dump the LEDs. Bring the glow.