Lee...
Nice building! You and my long-departed Mom apparently had similar resourcefulness-genes...
'It's amazing what you can do with leftovers!' Hers were tasty. Yours are in good taste!
BTW... A couple thoughts for your TV store... Re the 'flickering' lights. I would think a welding module would cause the TV lights to look like defective appliances...having trouble staying lit. Rather, a circuit that randomly switches intensity every 3-4 seconds...a dimmer setting, if you will...I would think a better representation of changing TV views. Just MHO.
Also, you need a plethora of TV antennas rooftop. Assuming you're capturing the 50's, it was the only way to get the signal to the one-eyed monster in the living room, as I recall. Ours had a gizmo-with-knob that you set, causing a motor on the antenna to rotate it to the 'optimum' alignment. (Well, so the sales pitch went!) So the TV store at the top of the hill in our neighborhood had about six antennas...or more...positioned for the six...or more...broadcasting stations in the area that could provide a variety of shows on the boob-toobs for sale in the store. I remember that there was one especially weird antenna on the roof of the store (hard to describe) which, if my memory hasn't completely left me!, the proprietor told Dad was the one which served the TV repair bench in the back of the store...not for sale...WAY too big for attaching to the chimney on our house!
Keep us posted! BTW...love the animated horsey at the front of the IGA, too!!
KD