Normally Westminster is snooze city. Tax codes, pensions, boring bills. But recently, things got weird — because they argued about neon. Bolton’s Yasmin Qureshi went all-in defending authentic signage. She blasted the plastic pretenders. Her line? LED strips for £30 don’t count. Clear argument. Neon is heritage, not some strip light fad. Chris McDonald piled in sharing his own commission. The benches buzzed. Then came the killer numbers: from hundreds, only a handful remain.

No new blood. Skills vanish. She floated certification marks. 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: it’s not nostalgia, it’s business. Minister Bryant wrapped it up. He made glowing jokes. Deputy Speaker heckled him. But between the lines, the government was paying attention. He name-dropped icons: God’s Own Junkyard. He fought the eco smear.

Where’s the beef? Simple: plastic strips are sold as neon. Trust disappears. Think Cornish pasties. If those are protected, neon deserves the same. This was bigger than signage. Do we let craft die for cheap convenience? We’ll keep it blunt: real neon rules. The Commons got its glow-up. Still just debate, the fight’s begun. If they’ll argue for glow in Westminster, you can back it at home. Dump the LEDs. Bring the glow.