I went to the Trafford Centre to buy a last minute Christmas present this Saturday afternoon and was bemused
manchestereveningnews.co.ukBefore I became a journalist, I endured three hard years in the food court at the Trafford Centre. Let me tell you - Christmas time was hell.
A mecca of commerce, the festive season would see thousands of people cram themselves into the humongous mall - not only to shop until they dropped, but to protect themselves from Manchester's less than forgiving winter weather.
Staff knew it was all hands on deck. The Boxing Day sales were by far the worst, but the lead up to Christmas Day was always hectic, exhausting and anxiety inducing.
Being Muslim, you'd think that I'd be spared from all this, but my mother decided to come into the world on December 25 - meaning her future son wouldn't be exempt from buying, wrapping and handing out expensive gifts...
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