Showing posts with label north east. Show all posts
Showing posts with label north east. Show all posts

Friday, 6 May 2011

NOT BIRD BRAINED

For The Sun - 6 May 2011











[VIDEO INTERVIEW NO LONGER AVAILABLE]


By Ryan Pilot

A JACKDAW that struck up a friendship with a schoolboy cannot be returned to the wild as it now thinks it's HUMAN.
The Sun told in March how Emmanuel Adams, ten, cared for "Jack" after it landed on him as he headed to school.
He was devastated when the RSPCA said the bird could not stay at his home.
But a police wildlife officer has ruled Jack, who mimics the youngster's sneezes and coughs, has imprinted human behaviour. Emmanuel, of Sunderland, said: "Now he's a member of the family."

Thursday, 6 January 2011

Joy At Last For Mum

JOY AT LAST FOR MUM

ABOVE: Pamela Mude finally has her own bundle of joy, named Aaron

Pamela Mudie suffered five miscarriages, one on Christmas Day and another on her birthday

6th January 2011

By Ryan Pilot

A Miracle mum finally cradles a son after 12 years of baby torment.

Pamela Mudie suffered five miscarriages, one on Christmas Day and another on her birthday.

She was heartbroken when none of her pregnancies lasted longer than 13 weeks, a tragedy that baffled doctors who could not find anything wrong with her.

But now at the age of 44, Pamela finally has her own bundle of joy, named Aaron. She said: “The doctors couldn’t find any reason for the miscarriages. But with Aaron, for some reason, from day one he was totally strong.

“There was nobody more shocked than me the day I found out I was pregnant and my initial reaction was: ‘Oh great, I’m going to lose it again.’

“I even worked out on the calendar when I would lose him and thought it might happen at Christmas, like it did in 2001.

“I was in total denial. I didn’t want to invest emotion in him and I was prepared for the worst. Every time we went for a scan I would get totally euphoric then have to calm myself.”

And Pamela, who lives with husband Stephen in Wideopen, Tyne and Wear, says her workmates at St Oswald’s Hospice in Gosforth, Newcastle, were as delighted as she was.

She said: “They were crying with happiness. He is very much a baby of hope. He’s our little miracle baby.”

Saturday, 11 December 2010

Fans Stunned by Hughton's Departure

NEWCASTLE fans reacted with disbelief after manager Chris Hughton was dismissed today - just weeks after his side walloped arch-rivals Sunderland 5-1.
Baffled and upset fans gathered outside St James's Park after the news broke.

And as sacked Hughton left the stadium, looking thoroughly dejected, he was given a round of applause by Toon supporters.

Hughton took Newcastle back to the Premiership in one season under his 18-month spell as manager, but left St James's Park with his bags packed.

Lifelong Newcastle fans Tom Stephens and Joe Benns thanked Hughton and shook his hand before he was driven away in a black Lexus saloon.

Tom, 19, said: "Thank you Chris, I'll never forget you."

Hughton replied with a simple "Thank you."

As the dejected manager was driven away, the two fans clapped.

Wearing a Newcastle top, Tom, a student from Jesmond, said: "I was nearly in tears. It's horrible isn't it?

"To do this to someone who's stuck by the club and kept with the boys, got the boys back up.

"He should have been given another two years. What's he done wrong? He's lost a few games in a season that's been mental and horrible for everyone.

"It's disgusting of the club – when will we start to learn? We've done this so many times before - we did it with Keegan and we got relegated.

"Are we going to get relegated again? How many chances do you want? It's just ridiculous.

"Ashley has to go – no one likes him – I don't know why he's staying, what's the point? Just sell the club, get out of here, no one likes you.

"People absolutely hate him – there's no reason why he should stay, he thinks he's the big Godfather of the club.

"But the fans are the most important people and they wanted Hughton to stay, it's horrible."

Benns, 20, also a student from Jesmond, said: "We were just coming to Shearer's bar to try and spend our vouchers and we got a text saying Hughton's being sacked, so we came down here.

"I like the fact that we got to see him and got a chance to say goodbye because he's been the best manager that I've seen here."

Alan Curbishley has emerged as a bookies' favourite to take the vacant spot - but fans slammed the idea of appointing the former West Ham United boss.

Stephens added: "What's Curbishley gonna do that Hughton can't? The only reason I can just about see this happening is if a decent manager is coming in, but not Alan Curbishley. What's he ever done?"

John Shearer, 49, a full-time carer from Byker, who claims to be a cousin of Toon legend Alan Shearer, said: "He did the big job, he beat Sunderland didn't he? Any manager who did the big job shouldn't be sacked.

"I would've kept him. But you can't go and beat the big clubs then lose against the little ones like West Brom. These supporters won't put up with it."

Supporter Stephen Denison, 38, from Fenham, Newcastle, said: "I cannot believe it - he brought us back up and we were beating Chelsea and Arsenal, then all of a sudden you play West Brom and get beat and you're out.

"It's not fair - you have to give him a chance. He's done well in the Premier League, it's not his fault, he's on coppers really. He's got no money to spend, he just had to get on with it."

Monday, 22 November 2010

North East Film Gets Edgy

For The Cultural Thing

Ryan Pilot

Explicitly erotic underground film brilliantlove made its North East debut this week.

Produced by Newcastle-based Pinball Films and directed by one third of the organisation, James Horner, it premiered in June at New York's Tribeca Film Festival and also played this year's Edinburgh Film Festival.

But it came home to play at the Tyneside Cinema in Newcastle last Tuesday and also played Thursday.

Set in a remote Teesside town, the Northern Film and Media funded film follows young lovers, Manchester and Noon as they spend most of the first half of the film naked and blissfully having sex.

But their relationship is put to the test when naïve Manchester gets caught up in a world of art and pornography.

Speaking after the first screening, the film's writer, Sean Conway said: “I discovered the word erotology, which is the study of sexual love and love making and thought 'shit, I wish I'd have done that at A-level!'

“So one of ideas was that and the other idea was a pastiche of the art world, which was called 'Fuck Art' initially until brilliantlove became a fusion, an amalgamation of both.

“But obviously as a writer you should write about what you know and I don't know a great deal about the art world but sex and being in love is my specialist subject.”

New Creative Hub For North East

For The Cultural Thing

Exclusive by Ryan Pilot

A New creative hub is set to open in central Newcastle.

The building will primarily be used by Sustained Theatre North East, a black and ethnic theatre group.

But it will be open to everyone - with the man behind it, Oscar Watson of North East Intercultural Arts keen to include as manny people as possible, not just a creative élite.

He said: “There is a discussion at the moment about a building which will be about development of performance art.

“But I am very keen if that does happen is what we create is a creative community hub.

“The last government talked about creative hubs as spaces like schools for example, so I wanted to build on that – using the resources that came from Sustained Theatre to buy and open a building.

“But to make the resources of that building available to schools, and colleges and wide groups of people.

“There is a particular building that we have in mind and we're very close in the way to possibly getting it.

“But there are problems. It's a significant amount of money that's being brought into the region.

“It's £750,000 but we may not be able to get hold of it for the want of £10,000.”

Friday, 29 October 2010

Red Left For Dead

For the Wear Valley Mercury (Oct 29)

Pics of red squirrels at Killhope by Phil Curtis.

Decision is nuts: A Killhope red squirrel

By Ryan Pilot

WEAR Valley's last bastion for red squirrels will receive no help from a North East body as the county is surrendered to the invasive greys.

The war on the grey is long fought in the North East, but the Durham front is to be abandoned as new funding focuses on Northumberland, Cumbria and North Yorkshire.

Save Our Squirrels (SOS) received £50,000 this month from the Heritage Lottery Fund to help North East Reds - but will not be spending it on County Durham due to its lack of red strongholds.

An SOS spokesperson said: "Northumberland, Cumbria and the tip of Yorkshire have red squirrel strongholds. Lots of places like Durham - there are red squirrels but they have smaller pockets."

There are 17 strongholds in the North East - none of them in County Durham which is over-run by the squirrel pox-carrying greys. The pox does not affect the American grey, but is deadly to the red.

Durham Wildlife Trust director Jim Corkhill said: "The national strategy to conserving red squirrels is to protect areas where there are still reasonable populations. We don't have any significant large populations left in County Durham."

But Killhope Lead Mining Museum is continuing the fight for the Durham reds singlehandedly. Their population diminished after last year's harsh winter and the removal of nearby Forestry Commission woodland - but is quickly recovering.

Visitor services officer Shelagh Connor said: "Towards the end of the summer we have seen them returning - they're nothing like the number we have seen in the past - but where there's two there'll soon be more if you know what I mean!"

In the red: Squirrel numbers are dwindling in Durham

Young Hope: A baby squirrel brings optimism for Durham reds

Staff feed squirrels with a buffet of nuts daily and provide traps for nearby residents who spot greys to catch and kill them - maintaining a grey-free zone.

Disappointed with the SOS decision, Ms Connor added: "I don't know how significant our red squirrel population is nationally. But any red population should be helped really, so they should help us, give us their money!"

Despite visitors coming from far and wide to see Killhope's reds, it is not viewed as an area of significance by SOS.

Ms Connor added: "I don't know what qualifies to put us on the map. We don't have help from outside organisations - it's the staff mainly. We're pretty much on our own."

Wednesday, 13 May 2009

The Chapman Family: The Sound of the North East

For www.WoodenCauliflower.com

By Ryan Pilot

The Chapman Family intend to knock some sense into the overcrowded, watered down indie web that currently clogs up the ears of the kids today. Having played a successful set at Glastonbury, and landing a place on the current NME Radar Tour with electro-pop overnight success La Roux, the band are already penetrating the musical consciousness of the country with their scratchy, noisy post-punk poetry.

On stage, front man Kingsley's persona is enigmatic; he is at once uncomfortable and confident. He has a powerful presence and yet appears introverted, with an arm covering his eyes when it is not busy combing his guitar strings as he punches out deep, anxious vocals. It is as if he is apologetic for what he has to say, however much he believes in it, as if it will offend his audience.

“[The Chapman Family are] trying to react against the general apathy of people who don't necessarily recognise that the country's going to shit,” says Kingsley. “No one seems to care but everyone sort of seems to enjoy listening to The Hoosiers telling us everything's all right, or The View telling us to go out and have a party ... You're never going to get us singing songs about going down an indie disco and fannying on with a girl and taking her home ... there's always going to be us fighting against something.”

Kingsley started to form The Chapman Family in 2005 when he and guitarist Paul, whose attic he had been living in, started playing music together as a reaction to the derivative touring indie bands that they saw each week in their home town of Stockton.

“Everyone else was ripping off The Libertines and everyone else is singing in cockney accents, even though they're from South Bank [a Middlesbrough council estate], which is just ridiculous,” says Kingsley. “Or you'd get touring bands come in and they were just shit, every single one of them, just shit.”

Stockton is a Teesside town full of people with little ambition, where someone with bigger ideas can get easily frustrated with those around them. With Joy Division-inspired bass lines, jerky guitars and desperate vocals, the music of The Chapman Family conveys the frustration with apathy that Kingsley has.

“I think people in Teesside are really insular and think that we're up against the World,” says Kingsley. “But ... with going to other various towns and cities throughout the country [I've seen that] it's exactly the same as everywhere else.”

Kingsley spent four years away from Teesside at Sheffield Hallam University studying fine art before forming The Chapman Family and he now works at the Middlesbrough Institute of Modern Art. However, he makes it clear that this is no pretentious arty-farty band that he is in.

I started out and I wanted to paint, I wanted to be an abstract expressionist, but soon realised that I was pretty shit at it, so tried my hand at video and performance art and stuff so there's probably an element of that that came through,” Kingsley explains.

We're not like art-rock like the Yeah Yeah Yeahs are art-rock ... I don't think the band is an art project. I think it's a rock band and it's separate,” says Kingsley. “But if you bring elements of what you've learnt from art school ... you get influenced by everything up until that point in your life when you are sitting down and writing a song.”

Perhaps then, the awkwardness in Kingsley's stage persona comes from a fear of appearing pretentious. He sings, with his north-east accent, lines such as 'you are not impressing anyone' on 'You Are Not Me' which come across as an attack on the shallow bands that are trying to be another self-indulgent, fashionable London export. Kingsley is a North-easterner through and through and would not entertain the idea of moving to London for the band's sake.

I enjoy being from the north east of England,” Kingsley says, but admits it would be easier and quicker to do well in the capital: “The NME reviewer can go and see you on a Wednesday as opposed to like waiting three months for him to go and see you ... Yeah it'd be dead easy if you went down to London but I don't see the point because I think the music that we make, the songs that we do have to have some sort of identity and have to have some sort of northern identity. I think you've got to be honest to where you're from ... If you went to London you'd be polluted by the effects of living in London and crappy city life, whereas here you can sort of do your thing ... you're not gonna wanna try and get into some crappy little scene that celebrates itself.”

Kinsley's frustration about the apathy of people, about the “lack of revolutionary spirit” as he put it, is of course not directed exclusively at those from his home town, but nationwide. We are in a time of great change, America has a black president, we are damaging the planet dramatically, the internet is evolving , expanding communication methods and of course we are in a recession.

In every recession or every sort of bad time something good comes out of it,” explains Kingsley. “So you had like acid house and grunge and Madchester and all that shit came out of the arse end of the Tory government. Then you had the punk rock movement or new wave or whatever out of the bleakness of the seventies. And then you got Elvis and rock n roll out of the depression. But now that we're in the shit perhaps something should happen. But I dunno, I think the general consensus with the public is that they don't care, they really couldn't care less because they'd prefer to go and watch The Feeling tell them that everything is all right.”

The Chapman Family play Evolution Festival in Newcastle on 24th May.

www.myspace.com/thechapmanfamily

Monday, 27 April 2009

Gig review: Saint and the Cynics / The Lurchers at the Head of Steam, Newcastle

Written for www.WoodenCauliflower.com

By Ryan Pilot

A clash between the artistic nihilistic noise-lovers The Lurchers and the highly polished, tightly delivered soul-funkers Saint and the Cynics occurred two weeks ago at the Head of Steam. Both fought their corner well and it’s hard to say who came out victorious. Then again, that’s not the point of a gig, is it?

The Lurchers have got a cool sound that comes from a mix of influences; you can get on the dancefloor and have a good thrash around to their songs, or simply appreciate them for their craftsmanship.

Front man Paul looked like a bit of an artrocker; with his black glasses, his bequiffed bonnet and his sharp dressing. His appearance seemed to promise some sort of spectacular, theatrical Nick Cave-style performance but he disappointingly never allowed himself to indulge in one. He contrasted with his band mates, who looked more like rockers than he, and apparently are. One guitarist laid a solid rock foundation and sported a moustache and mullet while the other delicately added a noisier guitar layer to loosen up the sound.

These two guitarists created diversity and built an interesting and creative set of songs, which were compiled of a variety of styles; including angular, awkward-sounding riffs akin to At The Drive In to droning trippy Queens of the Stone Age inspired rock grooves and even the tight rhythmic guitar elements of The Strokes.

Paul’s vocals flowed smoothly and blended with the voices of the instruments behind him. He was Thom Yorke at times, but mostly Josh Homme. In fact as the set went on the whole band become a bit too Queens of The Stone Age. They seemed to give up on their own creativity and lay back on rock conventions and formulaic QOTSA song patterns, which was a shame. Paul’s vocals did sound nicer in the second half though in a higher pitch, and it was a shame that mulleted guitarist Kenny’s microphone was not working so that the audience could hear his harmonising.

The Lurchers are a talented, thoughtful band, with an artistic and potentially highly original sound. But they should focus on the more creative and original writing that they are clearly capable of to become a truly head-turning outfit.

Saint and the Cynics have two of the best dressed front women you’re likely to see. They look like perfect soul divas, with sequined dresses and outrageously thick eyelashes. They’ve got spectacular voices too, which soar and quiver up and down scales harmoniously with confidence and ease.

The band have some very catchy numbers; all soul and funk based, with a little bit of rock edge at times. They know all the conventions and exploit them aptly to produce hooks aplenty pop songs that could probably penetrate the charts given the right vehicle. The confidence and competence of all the musicians shines with professionalism, which sort of makes you wonder why they’re playing this sort of gig.

Saint and the Cynics would be the perfect summer festival band and a great party band, but they’re a bit too good and a bit too polished to be playing gigs at The Head of Steam with grittier alternative bands. They’re almost certainly all music or performing arts students and it’s a bit cringe worthy when their straight-laced looking guitarist tries to pull of some rock moves during the heavier moments of the set.

Saint and the Cynics are great to watch and have a dance to and you may get one or two songs stuck in your head. If they get any outdoor festival dates this summer then make sure you’re there, in the sunshine with a cold pint of cider for a good bop. If you want an edgier, diverse and dirtier band, then get to a Lurchers gig.

End note: Although these ‘edgy’ bands don’t seem to get many gigs booked in comparison to these ‘professional’ ones. Check their Myspace pages:
www.myspace.com/saintandthecynics
www.myspace.com/thelurchers

The Boozy Valley of the East End

Written for http://www.woodencauliflower.com/

By Ryan Pilot

Newcastle's economy was once powered by the manufacture of huge world class warships which fought far off battles in Japanese fleets. It was once powered by the building of the first ever steam trains which were wonders of the World. Now though all of this has gone and Newcastle seems to be fuelled by an industry a little less cutting edge; an industry as old as history itself: boozing.

Newcastle is swamped with pubs and bars and it can take an effort to stay sober. It is packed with tempting tipple houses from The Centurion at Central Station to the terraced bars of Osborne Road and everything in between. And everything in between includes some painfully stylish drinking spots such as Florita's Cocktail Bar and Camp David. You'll find pubs dripping with character like The Dog and Parrot and Bob Trollop's. Unfortunately everything in between is also crowded by soulless bars; populated by empty-headed haircuts and violence-seeking wife beaters. They pour uninspiring drinks down the necks of tasteless racists and numb, sour-faced dullards. These people occasionally permeate the good spots too.

There is, however, a haven. An area where all of the pubs and bars contain a diverse crowd of interesting, open-minded people and the occasional dullard wouldn't dream of starting a fight. Each pub is unique and comfortable, they serve a variety of delicious beers, wines, spirits and ciders. It is hidden in a valley holding a small river and not too far from the city centre. And the biggest surprise of all: It's in Byker.

Tucked away under Byker Bridge, Ouseburn Valley is an isolated, leafy area around the tiny Ouse River, which connects to the Tyne east of the Millennium Bridge. A few very small boats are anchored along the Ouse and the area is comprised of flats, a horse stable, a few artsy businesses and some gems of pubs.

The Cluny is at the heart of Ouseburn and is one of the best live venues in Newcastle. Each month it hosts some of the best touring acts (the great Graham Coxon of Blur is due to play on 18th May no less). The bar stocks a huge selection of real ales and real ciders and tasty spirits. A strawberry beer on the grass outside on a sunny day can be the perfect quick retreat from the claustrophobia of the city.

Just opposite The Cluny is The Ship Inn; a small pub with a terrace patio which holds the occasional barbecue. The Ship has a selection of real ales and a nice collection of Scotches. It's interior is wooden and cosy with a jukebox and, like The Cluny, you can take your drinks onto the grassy area when the sun pays a visit. Last bank holiday there was a real festival atmosphere between these two pubs, the grassy area was heaving and The Ship was blasting out music and serving draft lager from a temporary outdoor bar.

At the top of the Byker side of the valley is The Cumberland Arms. This is an incredibly warm and cosy pub full of folkies and their dogs. You can always catch some bearded fiddlers in the right hand room and now and again exciting, little-publicised gigs are held upstairs. This pub stocks a wealth of real ciders on regular rotation. The large patio out the front has plenty of benches and in cold weather you can hire a hot water bottle and hot cider for some winter comfort.

The Free Trade Inn has to be one of the best pubs in the city. It certainly has the best view of the Tyne with it's high vantage point. It is hidden behind Byker Wall and overlooks the meander of the river, taking in The Baltic, The Sage, The Millennium Bridge and The Tyne Bridge. It is heavy on character and blissfully lacking in sophistication. The jukebox is free and consists of mix CDs created by its rock-loving bar staff and has the creamiest Guinness in Newcastle.

Get a good seat in the window with your pint as the sun sets behind the two bridges and you will forget your worries and remember why you love Newcastle so much.

Friday, 27 March 2009

Feature on The Futureheads

For Manifesto Magazine

By Ryan Pilot

“I like to think that the album was beautifully damned, almost doomed to fail commercially from the beginning.” muses Futureheads guitarist and vocalist Ross Millard about 2006’s News and Tributes; the album that had them dropped from the Warner Brothers label 679.
The band, now cynical of major labels, have responded positively to the setback by setting up their own label Nul Records to release their material on. The new album This Is Not The World is a result of a year’s work and being pushed by new producer Paul Hillier in Spain during recording sessions.

“We went and did this album and we kinda had eight songs when we went out there, and in 16 days we came home with 21 songs,” says front-man Barry Hyde. “If it wasn’t for him [Hillier] I don’t think there would have been a chance of that happening.”

Hillier took a matador’s role once in Spain, making the Futureheads’ bull work hard. He frequently sent Barry and Ross away to write material which they would record instantly. This lead to the conception of current hooks aplenty single Radioheart.

“Radioheart was the most intense of them all … it sounds so fresh, because … literally we just wrote it and then recorded it, and then left,” Barry says enthusiastically.

News and Tributes was notable for not having any real hits, aside from Skip to The End; the only surviving track from their album in their live set. Ross and Barry admit that this perhaps led to its lack of success in comparison to their debut The Futureheads, which of course contained floor fillers Hound of Love and Decent Days and nights.

“We deliberately set out to make a bonafide album, which represents a body of work, which had the dynamics of an album,” Ross says of News and Tributes. “Because of that it’s something we should always be proud of. If that album had of done better, we would still be signed to Warners, which would be awful.”

The band are keen to portray their contentment with their current DIY situation: “I guess we’ve just got more to gain and we can control the other things a lot more, like the way that we do the business, how we tour, videos we make, photo shoots.” says Ross.

Perhaps The Futureheads’ time with Warner was just the first step in their career. Barry looks back at the past few years philosophically: “We wouldn’t have made this next one if wasn’t for the last one…you’ve got to please yourself first and foremost and if it pleases other people that’s just a bonus. We are an artistic group and we have to satisfy our artistic urges.”

The Jazz Man of Newcastle

Written for http://www.woodencauliflower.com/

Link: http://www.woodencauliflowerblog.com/2009/02/jazz-man-of-newcastle.html

By Ryan Pilot

A unique venue, ran by a unique character, Keith’s Cromby’s Jazz Cafe on Pink Lane is a jewel amongst the soulless pubs and bars of Newcastle City Centre.

Cromby is known affectionately as The Jazz Man by locals. He can be seen flyering around the universities everyday to attract the “decent people” of Newcastle as he puts it.

“We don’t let the shit in,” explains Keith, sitting behind his empty soup bowl. In front of him is the small, modest main room of the cafe. There is a bar to the left. Tables line the edges of the room, adorned with oil lamps. There is a small stage area towards the rear beside an upright piano. It is intimate and homely. The place is dim because all of the curtains are closed, which is a tactic to deter undesirables.

“The only criteria here is they’ve got to be reasonable people…no trouble causers…there’s the odd one that gets through the net. But not many,” says Keith. And there is a good mix of reasonable people that visit the venue each evening when it opens around eight. They come to enjoy the live Jazz, the intimate atmosphere, conversation and a relaxing drink.

The Jazz Man speaks and moves slowly, he has a long, white beard. He is now 68 years old, “I know you thought I was older,” he says.

Cromby worked in Jazz Cafes in the 1960s when he was in his twenties, including Newcastle’s Downbeat. Downbeat’s then owner Mike Geoffreys opened The Donkey Club in 1963 in Paris, which at the time was a haven for African-Americans who wanted to flee the discrimination and horrors of pre-civil rights America. Black Jazz musicians were in all the Parisian Cafes, including Louis Armstrong and Miles Davies. “What a time ey?” Keith wistfully says, with the most enthusiasm expressed during the interview.

The Jazz cafe is popular among students. The Jazz Man is often at Newcastle University for his lunch, he clearly enjoys their company and custom at his cafe, but, as with all people, he has strong opinions on some of them.

“I would say the students are not as sophisticated as what they were. They’re sophisticated in one way, in regards to bloody cocktails, funny drinks…they’ve got no depth. Scratch the surface and there’s not much underneath,” Keith says. “There are some bright kids that come in here mind…witty, bright clever lads and clever girls.”

The Jazz Man is a strong-minded, independent character. He can appear blunt and even rude, but in conversation he is warm, kind and friendly. Keith has worked as a mechanic, fixing old Jaguars and has been a second hand dealer. “I’ve never made any money, but on the other hand I’ve always enjoyed doing what I was doing,” he reflects.

The Jazz Cafe is very much a product of Cromby. It makes little money and runs up a lot of debt. But it’s what he wants to do and is perhaps the only place of its kind left in Newcastle. It is Cromby’s disregard for profit which keeps it going and which makes it so special.

Keith is now winding down and does not intend to continue to run the cafe for much longer. “I’m getting too old. I’m getting too decrepit. The old bones y’know,” he says.“It’s a funny little place this. Like a drug. There’s nowhere like it in the world, I’ve been assured by people who’ve been further than I have,” says Keith, who then pauses before laughing and adding: “But it doesn’t seem to be what people want.”