McDonald´s

When I step into a Maccy D's, I feel a wonderful sense of childhood security. Maybe it's the bright decor, the life sized Ronald McDonalds promising magically fast food that always tastes...well always tastes the same. But it's a great samey taste!

Huge, backlit menus adorn the walls behind the counter and serve to while away any short(ish) wait you may have to endure. The choice is vast(ish) - burgers, milkshakes, other burgers- and yet once you have been a few times, you will almost certainly chose the same thing everytime.

Once at the counter, smiling (blankly) staff are willing (obliged) to take your order, and then hasten (hmmm) to deliver it.

You then have then choice of a marvelous array of novelty (uncomfortable) seating. Some afford spectacular views across the restaurant, and easy access to toilet facilities.

Once seated, you are free to tuck in to a warm (?), hearty (stodgy) meal.

Once finished, you quicly begin to realise why toilet facilities are so readily availiable
...following a McDonalds, that sinking feeling is inevitable.