Morrisons' Cafe, Eccles

Saturday morning. On the approach to Eccles Town Hall (the real one, not the pub), I noticed a man with a nicotine coloured beard talking to himself. He had one leg and was in a wheelchair. We thought we’d have breakfast in Morrisons’ Cafe. Danny was ahead of me ordering beans on brown toast twice whilst I was snapping away. I heard the woman behind the counter asking if we were having our normal. I added that I wanted a portion of cheese. We were handed a green plastic sign with a 16 on it. Danny did the coffees. We sped along the tray rail towards the till (as there was no queue) and we were served by a Bronagh Gallagher lookalike. We see her a lot in there and we always say she has a look of Bronagh about her. We said it again to each other, as if we had never seen her in our lives. The girl looks Irish. She repeated our order back to us, swapped the round green sign for a square one with a 16 on it and off we went to sit down. Just before I took off with the tray I was fumbling with the change and my camera. She caught me taking a photo of the Halloween Display of cakes. I was testing out my new camera, I lied. She gave me a smile that suggested she felt slightly sorry for me. We collected our serviettes, milks, knives and forks, sat down at a table at the back and put our number 16 sign in the holder. The food in Morrisons is exceptionally good value. The coffee, priced at £1.19 puts Starbucks to shame,  or any so called Coffee House if I am honest. The entire bill was only £5.35. The service is exemplary. Bronagh was polite, nothing was too much trouble for her. Our waitress plonked the beans on toast down with a cheery “enjoy your meal”. The tables are clean, the place is bright and airy and the clientele this morning were mainly middle aged people tucking into fry ups whilst reading the paper. It is refreshing, in a cafe, not to be asked constantly if we would like anything else. We don’t want any cakes, pastries or muffins for ourselves today thank you .  We don’t go for that in Morrisons’ Eccles. We say what we want.  Bollocks to Starbucks. 

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