There's a jolly hostess, selling crisps and tea

Took the train down to Newcastle, to go to a Paul Carrack gig with Tone, finky and the extreme chemist.

I can't quite get my head round the fact that the trains are now run by the bus company, and I can't stop myself from singing this under my breath throughout the journey.

There was a personalised pint waiting when I arrived, which set the mood nicely. A good afternoon round the Toon, and a great gig.