During the late 80's early 90's I lived in a house in Northwood that always smelt of bread. We were so poor and we worked out it was cheaper to make our own bread.
This shop in Longton just over on the market, they make it (bread) and sometimes there's a crowd waiting outside to get a piece. They make their own bread and cakes, everything. I'm a potter, I don't know anything about bread.
Man in OCIS cafe