The low score here isn't really aimed at the quality of the shop. For a city centre newsagent it has everything you'd expect, and unlike some others it stocks \"fresh\" fruit that is actually fresh as opposed to more rancid than what you'd find floating in Michael Barrymore's swimming pool.\n\nNo, my two stars are aimed at the miserable, bitter old shit that runs this place. I appreciate handing out fags and chewing gum to the public all day isn't exactly stimulating work, but this horrible old man really takes the biscuit.  Had he been just an assistant, then I could understand his unflinching contempt for those that pay his wages, but as the proprieter, it's unforgivable. \n\nMost sickening of all, on one occasion I saw him shamelessly brown-nosing a couple of Scandinavian tourists, to the extent that they actually looked a bit uncomfortable. Pathetic.