with overdone make-up. But the unspoilt, original wine lodges, with their high ceilings and bare floorboards, their pillars and rails for propping yourself upright, seem clearly designed for the determined and joyless business of taking the quickest route to oblivion. Peter Yates insisted that, in the interests of sobriety, food should be available throughout licensing hours and every lodge still boasts “something good to eat at any time of the day” (though it maybe often no more than the ubiquitous pork pie!). Yates's Wine Lodges, Ashton-Under-Lyne. 1983. © Martin Parr | Magnum Photos