Pizza Express

I attended Pizza express in woking in March 2001. To my Suprise, Prince Andrew was there. Remarkably sat at a table with no CCTV coverage, being such a high profile individual I felt that this was a lapse in Security. Potentially this was deliberate? I found it remarkable when the allegations surfaced, As I very much witnessed him there! Food was okay.

Let me set the scene: Once upon a curious day in Woking around 2002, you find yourself craving a cheesy delight at the renowned Pizza Express. As you settle into a cozy corner booth, you couldn't help but notice a familiar face across the room. To your astonishment, it was none other than Prince Andrew himself, casually enjoying a slice of his own. As you begin to dig in to your cheesy delight, Andrew starts moaning and loudly exclaiming how much he "loves cheese pizza". To top this off he seemed to be clad in a full suit despite the hot, sticky temperature compounded by the heat gave off by the pizzas and grills. To my absolute disbelief, Andrew was stone dry, not even a bead of perspiration or moisture clad his royal skin. Oh and top top it off there was some junkie shooting up in the toilet, food was alright tho but not too big on eating next to nonces. I'd rather trust myra Hindley to mind my kids then Prince Andrew

There is more Jam on the walls in this place than at a pre-school. Which is great, if you like The Jam. I like how the chain really tries with the local flavour. It was a nice location. The food, being a chain is the same pretty much everywhere. Though I am still not over them removing the Diavolo from the menu. I had a stab at something else spicy and it wasn't half bad! They customised my partners Riene and she didn't die either. It's all quick and hot. The staff are great. Service is great. We did have to wait ages and ages and ages and ages for the bill. But I get it, you're busy and the food and drinks were quick.

Visited March 10th at 2.24 p.m. for a birthday party with my daughters. I'll never forget this place or the date and time I went there. It was actually a toss-up between this restaurant and the Cheeseburger Castle. The pizza was a little spicy; but I didn't break out in a sweat because the Falklands War prevented me from any subsequent sweating. Or salivating. Or the production of any bodily fluids, actually (well...most of them). Indeed, just like all war veterans - each of us suffers in dryness. 😔 The staff here were so nice - even after I threw a full pint of beer at a waiter's face for making me wait more than 30 (thirty) seconds for my appetizer. At the end, they brought out a rather unique, amusing, and unusually shaped candle for the birthday party ... It looked like a -- Well, it made me think of a jolly nice chap I'd met in the States. All in all it would be criminal of me to not recommend this fine establishment. Criminal. And, Wonking is a lovely town. Driving to Wonking was a pleasure. God save Wonking and the Pizza Express I visited on that March 10th from 2.24 p.m. to 4.37 p.m.