Strange prospect of travelling to the North East in the near future. By which I don't mean Leyton or Chingford. It's been years since I left Z1 other than to leave the country or for filial duty.
Reminds me of an acquaintance, she worked in HMV and I worked on Wells Street and we shared a pub. Early on we established that she could not get me free records and I could not get her free Kevin Bacon. I'd thought our cliques had been overlapping for ages before we met, but she said one day: "No, that's you and me that is. Y'naar." She was from Wallsend.
Seems more natural to accept an invitation I recently received to visit a former colleague in Cardiff. It is at least abroad and foreign, though its nightlife appears thoroughly English to me.
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