Late to this so I apologise for the irrelevance, but,
Back in 96 or 97 I had to spend 2 weeks at a training course in a hotel in Burnley, in the wholly inappropriately named Comfort Friendly Inn (It was neither, the food, although paid for by the company was terrible).
We did try a couple of nights out in the town, but it was like an episode of Ripping Yarns, set in't t'north.
Only saving grace was, we found out the second week the bar staff weren't too good at checking things, so we kept giving them an empty room number for the tab. AFAIK non of us ever got a bill for that!