An odd thing happened in Sydney: me and Al got chatting to a couple, and on hearing the unmistakable Northern twang i asked where they were from...'Newcastle' was the reply. Its always a happy coincidence, there's not a lot of geordie travellers. Where in Newcastle? 'Jesmond'. This was a bit stranger. I asked if the girl knew the Peoples Theatre, and Jesmond Park East. Turns out, among lots of flabbergasted noises, that we lived just a couple of minutes away from each other, on either side of Armstrong Bridge. Not only that, but her mum had gone from living in Jesmond Park West, an extention of our road, and had married Charles Harrison, father of Jack, a childhood friend, and now lived in Melbury, literally round the corner! Weird. Lovely couple too. Anyway. We caught our
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