Missing Newcastle
I’ve not been home (Newcastle) since January which, though I’ve not actually worked it out, is probably my longest stretch away. In fact I’ve only been outside of China twice this year once to Thailand and once to Singapore which again, though I’ve not checked, is probably a record amount of time in country for me.
It is fair to say then that I’m particularly longing for a trip back home, to see family and friends, breath Northumbrian air, go out in Newcastle, maybe visit the lake district, shop for CDs and enjoy some of the north east delicacies I miss the most – ‘Got to get to Greggs’.
This longing for home reached a peak in Shanghai last weekend when in the space of one evening out two things really made me think of home. The second was visiting O’Malley’s Irish pub and standing in the beer garden drinking Kilkenny and eating the most fabulous, hot, pork pies and sausage rolls.
The first was a truly a Bigg Market moment. We were stood outside of Malone’s having walked there as we couldn’t get a taxi anywhere on Nanjing Xi Lu. Three girls walked passed, as it happens 1 Caucasian and 3 (apparently) Chinese. Clearly near the end of their night out they had a certain Bigg Market kind of look about them. Looking more than a little worse for wear and doing the girl-after-10-pints walk they staggered by in their ‘straight off the market’ going-out clothes. Girl number four’s little skirt doing a bit of a ‘builder’s bum’ number as they passed us. It managed to make it all the way to here knees before, as it started impeding her walking, she finally noticed and howked it up.
I miss Newcastle

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