Close this search box.

I walked down Market Street in Manchester and said yes to everything. This is what happened

Market Street

Ah, Market Street.

Manchester’s busiest shopping street. Home to the city’s buskers, hawkers, marketeers and chuggers.

It has long been said that walking the bustling pedestrianised thoroughfare in the city is a bit like running the gauntlet.  A walk that you’ll survive best by keeping your head down, doggedly refusing to make eye contact with anybody.

But what if you did the exact opposite?  And just said yes to everyone and everything?

That was my challenge on a busy sunny Thursday in Manchester.  And this is what happened.

Free stuff

Things get off to a pleasant start. I have barely set foot on Market Street at its top end near Debenhams when a group of young women approach me brandishing what look like cans of fizzy pop, and it’s naturally a yes from me.  Even better when I look at said product and it turns out to be a new chilled coffee drink.  They gleefully give me two tins of the stuff which go straight into my bag for my office beverages for the day.

I must start to look like easy prey because I’m then surrounded by the street distributors for a host of publications.  Naturally, I say yes to all – and I’m swiftly laden down with copies of Metro, Manchester Evening News and Stylist.  The latter publication also comes with some free vitamin sweeties that will apparently make my hair look nice, which is an added – and some might say quite needed – bonus.

Cheaper bills

On I walk past Primark and spot a gaggle of sales people smiling eagerly at anyone who will look their way.  Normally I adopt a rictus grin and mutter: “sorry in a rush” but today I can’t.  Today I’ve got to say yes.  Fretting about what they’re proffering, it turns to be one of those energy comparison companies.  I’m pretty sure I’m on the cheapest deal but I let the very nice sales woman talk me through it all.  When I tell her I’ve got to say yes to everything for this feature she looks like she might well explode with excitement.  Let’s just hope I really am going to be £6 a month better off after this.

Street fashion

Dashing over the pedestrian crossing, I wonder whether I’m supposed to follow a man with an arrow pointing to Pizza Hut as part of this experiment, but decide I should probably stick to the main Market Street drag.

It’s lunchtime and it’s getting hectic.  A man with a stall filled with caps, scarfs and mobile phone cases asks if I’d like anything, to which I reply: “yes”.  Hoping to not end up too out of pocket, I ask what would be the cheapest.  It’s a hat with “I’m the Boss” stitched on it which I manage to haggle down to £8.  I’m not convinced it’s bargain of the century.

Buskers and artists

A guitarist is sitting strumming out a Cliff Richard and the Shadows classic with an obedient pooch at his side, and I pop over to drop a £1 in his  hat.  He has a sign next to him saying: “Don’t feed the dog” so I don’t.

Further along I happen across some artworks on the ground with a sign saying: “Starving artist – all contributions welcome”, and so I duly contribute.  I get chatting to the starving artist in question – Brian – who it turns out is a bit of a Market Street celebrity.  He used to be known for playing his trumpet, but is now concentrating on his poetry and art.

It turns out times are tough on Market Street.  People just aren’t all that willing to part with their cash anymore, and some ignoramus even trod on his canvas painting of a shark this week.

So why does Brian still head out to Market Street? “This is the only place in Manchester where you will get any money,” he tells me “but it’s never a lot. I’ll be lucky if I make £5 a day.  It can be hard, and some people are horrible.  But I’ve met some wonderful people too.”

Meanwhile, a crowd is drawing around a very boisterous female singer in the centre of the street, who is performing Pharrell Williams’ Happy.  Incredibly, people are so impressed they all start dancing along with her.  She looks at me and sings the lines: “Clap along, if you feel like happiness is the truth”.  I duly concur and start clapping along.  This makes me happy.

Cat food

More smiley ladies greet me as I near the end of Market Street with bright yellow tubs that I ponder might have some free choccies inside. “Do you have a cat” one asks.  “No”, I say and she looks crestfallen.  So am I to be honest, as last week there were free chocolate eggs being given away here.  She tells me that not many people own cats in Manchester, or at least not the folk walking along here today.  But never fear, I’m here to say yes to everything, remember, so I offer to take some kitty snacks off their hands.  She’s clearly got my card marked though and helpfully adds: “They’re only for cats to eat though, not humans.”

Spiritual matters

Heading towards the foot of Market Street I pass signs saying: “You are invited”.  Ever keen for an invite to anything, I stop for a chat with a delightful man named David.  He is one of the 30-strong team of Jehovah’s Witnesses who can regularly be found bringing their religious message to the people of Manchester.

He says they don’t force their message on people, and wait for people to approach them for a chat.  “Most people are nice and respectful,” he says.  Glad to hear it.


Clearly sometimes it pays to look up from your mobile phone and actually engage with what’s going around you.  Yes, even on Market Street.  The street is becoming a national marketing teams’ dream for testing out new products with such a high footfall of people that you can undoubtedly come away with some decent freebies if you keep your eyes and ears open.  I was worried I’d end up setting up direct debits left right and centre with those chuggers – but not one was to be seen on my stroll.  And it was actually really lovely to have a chat with people, rather than simply hurrying past in a rush.  Why not try it? Heck, you might even get to have a dance.

Did we miss something? Let us know: [email protected]

Want to be the first to receive all the latest news stories, what’s on and events from the heart of Manchester? Sign up here.

Player Kings

Manchester is a successful city, but there are many people that suffer. The I Love MCR Foundation helps raise vital funds to help improve the lives and prospects of people and communities across Greater Manchester – and we can’t do it without your help. So please donate or fundraise what you can because investing in your local community to help it thrive can be a massively rewarding experience. Thank you in advance!

Got a story worth sharing?

What’s the story? We are all ears when it comes to positive news and inspiring stories. You can send story ideas to [email protected]

Close this search box.