Five hundred and thirty reasons to visit Bradford

Hmmm, needs some research, is that the combined total of pubs and Indian subcontinent restaurants in the borough?
I have fond memories of visits to both types of establishment, one of the food establishments literally had no eating irons – they fetched some from up the road when one customer asked.

I lived in Bradford from 1972 to 83, got used to enjoying great food cheap with no eating irons. Which made me sort of half ready for my first visit to India. Which became the first of many, I having on that first visit met the lady who was subsequently to become my wife.

We haven’t been to Bradford many times since then. On the first return visit, I introduced her to another favourite haunt, the Italia café, where the proprietors greeted me as an old friend and welcomed Grace beautifully; on the second, years later, the Italia had gone 8~(