Here’s the thing about the Abbey Lane superstore: it has character. There’s a giant display of Easter eggs in December, which makes no sense, but I love it. And the end-of-aisle bargain bins are a treasure hunt of broken pasta packets and oddly shaped soaps.
You’ll also hear the classic Asda FM radio playlist—think Phil Collins and a bit of 80s cheese. By your third visit, you’ll be humming “Sussudio” while comparing prices on frozen peas. That’s commitment.
