Pronto

I used to eschew Pronto in favour of chips from Armstrongs a few doors down but there are still plenty of funny memories of going to his place. Pronto specialises in pizzas, we always used to share the big ones, and kebabs.
My favourite memory is of a bunch of guys hanging out with us girls — some period during high school. A guy and a girl who shall remain nameless ended up kissing outside this strip of shops and as we were waiting for someone to get some Pronto food, the guys left. What followed– giggles and screeches from the girls after it came out that of all things, he had DORITO BREATH.
I feel sorry for Pronto for putting up with young delinquents and wasted men who’ve been in the pub for too long. But put up with them, they do. And the pizzas are really tasty…