My god that brings back some unhappy memories. That Kwik-Save was the only "supermarket" within walking distance of our house (loosely speaking, must have been well over a mile) and every Saturday I used to be used as a kind of ad-hoc pack mule to carry 4 bags of shopping per hand from the "Kwikkie" back to Ardwick, past the Red Rec, over the train tracks and back to our gaff near Bank Meadow.
Those cheap plastic bags used to be like cheese wire in my palms. The only upside was a hot Vimto at Grey Mare Lane market's "cafe" before the walk home.
They demolished Fort Beswick in the late 80's if I remember rightly, what a fucking carbuncle that place was.