Cafe favourite!

During a heavy blustery shower today, I took refuge in my favourite cafe in Preston.
One of my earliest happy childhood memories stems from this place. When I came to live with my new 'Mum & Dad' one of the first places they took me was Bruccianis. Image, 8 years old and I'd never been taken out to a cafe.
Oh the sweet memories of Hot Vimto and sweet warm flapjack.
This cafe hasn't really changed that much in all the years it's been there. A bit of a facelift and a few walls knocked through, but it maintains an essence of a by-gone age that always brings a lump to my throat as I reminisce about many happy shopping trips with my lovely Mum who has now sadly passed away.