Sing of the Newcastle day

So fantastic to be back in this wonderful and truly special city. Even the gloomy late afternoon weather did not detract from the architectural drama, quality and the spirit of this unique townscape. 

After reacquainting with our beloved Quayside, we met with friends over some extremely locally brewed ale, five minutes walk away from the pub we were seated. My cousin, whom wisely settled here many years ago, we also met with; even after a year of not seeing him it was just like old times. Indeed just like the city itself! 

When here I often think of Keith Armstrong's wonderful poem, "I will sing of my own Newcastle", which I heard on Radio 4 many years ago and it captures the spirit and character of this city so nicely. I guess in a way, its my Newcastle too. 

I will sing of my own Newcastle