Bredbury's stuck on Bents Lane.

Bredbury and Woodley are two places stuck together, and neither looks thrilled about it. Woodley has the canal, with a tunnel on it. Bredbury has the big sheds, the lorries going in and out of them, and Bents Lane, where everything ends up stopping. The banks have gone from Woodley precinct, and if you want somewhere to eat there's not much past the pub.

The Goyt's lovely, bar what the overflows put in it, nearly six times the typical town's spill hours. The air is half as bad again as the typical town's, and some idiot sets a fire nearly three times as often. It pisses down on 162 days a year as well, so the queue on Bents Lane sits there with its wipers going. Of the 15 takeaways with a rating, 2 get a hygiene rating of 0 to 2, more than three times the typical town's share.

The editor, behind a lorry on Bents Lane