Lookey Newsagents

The strange thing about being a student in Manchester is that you rarely have a reason to wander around beyond your designated lecture areas unless you feel like it. I tend to wander more than most because I get bored easily, and so it was that I wandered across Lookey Newsagents.
There’s little to add beyond what Becca has already said; it caters for the local populace with functionality, if not great care. It has the basics you would expect from a newsagents, and that’s about it. There’s no extra mile to which they tread, but the service is consistent at least. And, to be fair to it, it’s not like anyone really cares that much. When you’re hungover/​hungry/​thirsty you just want somewhere where you can get something to fix that, and Lookey is one such place if you’re nearby.

A weird sort of half-​shop half-​kiosk kind of deal, Lookey News is an institution amongst anyone who has ever had an early lecture or class on North Campus. Many times, on my way to a 9am in the Barnes Wallis, hideously hung over from Tramp the night before (ahhh, Tramp, them were the days) Lookey News would be my saviour. Lucozade, a banana and a pack of paracetamol, and I was set. I credit Lookey News with keeping me alive, some of those mornings I could barely see, and Lookey came to the rescue.
Since graduating and becoming a real grown up, Lookey has saved my life on the way to work more than once. No, I don’t go to work with a gin-​over, but I do go to work having skipped breakfast, forgotten my brolly and having lost my gloves. In all of these cases, Lookey comes to the rescue again.
It’s not as well-​stocked as some newsagents in town, and maybe it capitalises on its hungover student clientele by bumping up the price of its paracetamol in termtime, and maybe the bananas aren’t fair trade, but Lookey deserves a shout out for the sheer convenience it represents. On your way to work or uni, and need a snack or a minor medicinal remedy? Lookey’s got it covered.