I don’t frequent that part of the city often due to all the roadworks, traffic jams, one way systems and numerous square, grey Stealth Bollards that are now dotted around Preston like they’ve fallen out of God’s pocket; presumably because someone in the planning department missed the fun of seeing cars hanging off the Fishergate Bollard like giant fidget spinners.
I also ordered a full English breakfast for £6.95, a mug of tea for £1.50 and a coffee renoir for £3.50, bringing the bill to a total of £17.45. Then I sat down by the window to people watch. The whopper of a cheese and onion toastie was as good as it looked with tangy cheese and sweet caramelised onion on top as well as inside, and the side of fries were hot and crunchy and as ungreasy as fries can be.