Quote: tigertot "On the 92 tour we rolled up in Newcastle, not the Geordie one, it was a lovely late June day in the middle of their winter. We accidently ended up on the beach which was deserted. It was so nice we went for a swim. We strolled back to the hotel in our trunks to be greeted by the receptionist in a big woolie cardigan crouched in front of a 3 bar electric fire; she looked at us in astonishment & said "Are you guys for fecking real?"'"
Could have been worse - the Jellies might have got you had it been summer!
