I mostly just go to the one in Blaydon which doesn't seem that great. The other one I sometimes go to is at Hexham and it's pretty weird. Real posh crowd and everyones convinced their rusted junk is all highly valuable antiques.
Aal for coat an' nee nickers? Can't wait, bonny laad. Get wor Merc oot. Aal show them, like.
And Ah, divvn't mean the Spike or Swaalwell, ye knaa.
Blaydon's a daft place 'cos the Races wor held in Ryton- I knaa, ye knaa.
Wor John'll translate for ye daft bu**ers that cannet larn yersel Geordie.
Went to scule wi' the mither of one of the lasses in 'Hebburn' to taak proppa. Right fart that as weel.