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I got back from Newcastle yesterday after visiting my friend Emma It was so much fun! It’s strange she lives with 7 girls who are like a cross between Peaches Geldof and Paris Hilton, an alien species to me. On the way to the Cluny we came across a delightful man, clearly on drugs or fuelled up on booze, who gave us his sob story about how his girlfriend was diabetic and how he needed exactly £4.80 for a mars bar and then bus fare. It’s funny that, because a similar looking man came up to me last time I was in Newcastle and desperately needed an exact amount of money for chocolate (mars bar specifically) and bus fare so he could get his not-currently present diabetic brother to a hospital. Not sure if this brother was imaginary or not. I politely suggested he go inside the pub which we were right outside of, and phone an ambulance to pick him and his girlfriend up. If she is was having some sort of low blood sugar level induced fit then I’m pretty certain the bar staff would give her something loaded with sugar.




We went to a burlesque performance…but it was sort of rubbish …. There was once a genuinely uh-mazing burlesque night in Newcastle called Jeepers Peepers (my ol’ housemate was a performer) and it was totally brilliant. It all had this really fucking awesome retro, rock-a-billy 1950s vibe but it felt really female empowered, the atmosphere at the Cluny was brilliant and thriving. Whereas this performance last night, well, first of all I was pretty annoyed at the performances they weren’t at all ‘burlesque-y’ they were pretty much just trying to appear sexy and it was more like being at a strip show than a burlesque performance. I think good burlesque, or if that’s what you advertise your night as, is meant to be tongue in cheek and completely theatrical involving parody and wild exaggerations! Not just trying to show how sexy and hot you are for men. My other criticism is the price being £10 when jeepers Peepers was literally half that and was about a bazillion times more fun, extravagant entertainment for your money’s worth. And my final annoyance was the fact the performers were TOTALLY unprofessional in that they were sitting in with the audience and practising their routine in and around where their audience was and it just made them look so lame and unprofessional. It’s like if you go to watch a play you don’t want to have the actors practising their lines in front of you! It takes away the magic of the performance. And they were just generally totally annoying and unprofessional and got in my way of me, the paying customer, trying to watch what I was paying for. Pfft.. Ok ranting over.




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SO after this, Emma and I went to the Head of Steam which is one of my favourite pubs in Newcastle, there’s nothing special about it in particular it just holds a lot of memories for me. The we went to an ‘Independent indie disco’ at World Headquarters in which the atmosphere was pretty poor, we befriended an odd man who proceeded to grab Emma and Tango dance with her. Then this got boring so we were picking out people in the club to mirror dance to them. This was highly entertaining for about fifteen minutes. Then we went back to Jesmond and drank peppermint tea and ate yummy pasta. Alsooo....

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