Half the town centre had been turned into building site for the new Tyne Tunnel: bare earth and missing trees, red plastic signs and metal fences.
Pedestrian this way said a sign by the post office, as if I was the only person stupid enough to walk. There was an empty shop with
Woolworths written above and stickers on a window saying
No Deposit, Pay Weekly, Take Home Today, though the only person inside was the one behind the till. Women with cooking-oil complexions dragged canvas shopping trolleys and pushchairs. Men hung around metal benches, dead-eyed, smoking cigarettes.
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Don't, you're making me homesick...
...not!
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