I recall many a happy hotdog at Captain Magic's Nosh Cabin at J25 M62 they were about a foot long and only 50p (1985ish) Captain Magic also did cheap monster ham/bacon/cheese/tomato burgers which probably gave the truckers who ate them early coronaries. His caravan, parked next to a small nature reserve and lake on a former landfill next to a major highway intersection was a haven of peace and sanity in a mad world. You never knew who you'd meet there and there were some pretty uplifting debates. A bit like the Athaeneum really.
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