So here’s to Prestwich, with its parks so green, Where the pints are flowing, and the air feels serene. From the old church steps to the markets' cheer, It’s a quirky little haven with charm to spare here.
So here’s to Prestwich, with its parks so green, Where the pints are flowing, and the air feels serene. From the old church steps to the markets' cheer, It’s a quirky little haven with charm to spare here.
So here’s to Didsbury, where the cafes shine, With lattes, laughter, and a touch of wine. By the Mersey’s edge or the village’s beat, It’s a place where Mancs find their calm retreat.
So here’s to Didsbury, where the cafes shine, With lattes, laughter, and a touch of wine. By the Mersey’s edge or the village’s beat, It’s a place where Mancs find their calm retreat.
So here’s to Knutsford, where the streets are neat, With fancy boutiques and a Cheshire treat. It’s a town of style, where the vibes feel posh, But the heart of the North still beats with panache.
So here’s to Knutsford, where the streets are neat, With fancy boutiques and a Cheshire treat. It’s a town of style, where the vibes feel posh, But the heart of the North still beats with panache.
