I've never really equated the Trafford Centre with the enriching of life

Let me tell you - we live about an hour's drive away from the Ladywell Park & Ride, by which means we make our invariably joyful entry into Manchester, there to sample the delights of The Rylands Library, Forsyths, Cathedral, Afflecks, Northern Quarter, Arndale, Picadilly, Fopp, Subway, Art Gallery, China Town, etc. etc. in a number of well trodden routes all of which have us suitably footsore by closing time, when like ravenous corbies we invariably ask ourselves whaur shall we gan and dine the day-o? The answer to which is usually The Trafford Centre! - which looms like a heavenly Bethlehem as painted by Paul Klee as we cross the ship canal on the M60. Once within, I am transported by the Post-Modern excess of it all; Selfridges & all, but my chief delight is partaking of a Subway / McDonalds beneath the painted skies of the foodhall wherein I am as humbled as in any cathedral & just as joyful. It is the perfect end to an invariably perfect day - like yesterday when we went to Warrington IKEA after a day in Liverpool.