Often tarred as the poor relation of the big supermarket chains, I was actually quite surprised to find a Morrisons round here. Given that just across the road is what must be the largest area of concentrated wealth I've ever seen in a city of this size, I'd have thought an M&S or Waitrose would have been given the nod.
Image crisis aside, Morrisons does have a few areas in which it excels, even if 9 times out of 10 I'd rather a trip to Tesco Extra. The fresh fish counter is a belter, with octopus, oysters and squid to go along with the usual haddock and cod. Some people say I'm a bit odd for loving the smell of these counters, but I don't care, and there's few greater fishy smells than that of Morrison's counter. A similar, more meat and pastry based sensory overload can be had at the pie counter.
We also found some cracking buys in the DVD section, and after raking through a fairly large pile of dross, uncovered Coraline and the excellent, but oddly forgotten Brick, for 7 bucks all in.
Infuriating self-service checkout aside, our visit was quite a pleasant shopping experience, topped off with an incredibly dignified old gent collecting for cancer research at the door. read more