Parking bays come in colours: blue, green, yellow, orange. You’d think this would make finding your car easy. It never does.
Everyone has a story. “I parked in Blue Level.” Twenty minutes later, you’re wandering by the Orange zone, sweating. The signs all look the same under fluorescent lights.
Fun fact: the floor paint is intentionally bright. It helps you remember your bay number. But it also makes the car park look like a giant game of Twister.
The Secret Speedway
Driving the spiral ramps is an experience. They’re tight. Really tight. You’ll hear your tyres squeal like tiny, distressed mice.
Drivers here treat it like a race track. You’ll see a Nissan Micra taking a curve at breakneck speed. Bizarrely, it’s also where you’ll see drivers suddenly turn super polite.
24-Hour parking returns at Priory Meadow
A minibus blocks the main aisle? Everyone just stops. People flash their lights, nod, and back up without a single honk. It’s a parking miracle.
There’s even a weird rule: never park on Level 1 near the entrance. That’s the “drop-off zone” for parents with pushchairs. Park there, and you’ll get the glare of a thousand tired mums.
