It’s 2:00am on Saturday morning. You’ve just stumbled out of Friars, or staggered down Prime’s single step after a good night out with your mates, and you’re hungry. You look around for Mama Pam, but she’s nowhere to be found. You debate for a moment: is it worth it? Yes. The answer is always yes.
It’s time for a BP run.
We have all been there. You may not remember it, but it happened. Once you arrive your brain is overloaded with tempting options, yet you always buy the same things. What does your choice of late night snack say about your personality?