PIZZA IN PRESTON

No idea what that Squid Games art decorating the wall of the Northern Way in Preston is about, but it’s rather impressive.

But I decided that with 40 minutes in town before the train home I was better off in a Proper Proud Preston Pub, and what more proper than a Spoons ?

The Greyfriar is one of my favourite Spoons; a window on the world, a window to the soul, a cheap pizza and top pint of Abbot (NBSS 3.5+).

Actually, adorned with a multitude of toppings (sadly no pineapple) it’s an exceptionally light and crispy pizza. I believe Neapolitans come here just to sample it.

Preston is a city best enjoyed at dusk,

the ten minutes from Spoons to station tempting you with some of England’s great pubs.

Resist ! Resist !

Unbelievably there are some Lancastrians still to fall fall for Preston’s charms.

This is going to be a challenging year, with quite a few connections in Preston while I attack my remaining Cumbrian ticks.

I mean, how DO you resist the Old Vic.

But I did.

4 thoughts on “PIZZA IN PRESTON

      1. The season ends when you bag a wild Boris Johnson (is there any other kind?). Just keep banging away until you get him. The shout of “Cripes!” indicates a hit, but not necessarily a fatal one. Just keep on banging away.

        It’s not compulsory to eat the remains, but just to be on the safe side, minced and stuffed in a sheep’s stomach is the traditional recipe.

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