Morpeth: the town centre is full of stuck up posh twats. By night it's full of drunks that walk the high street just looking for a fight.
There is no room for idiosyncrasy in Ashington – a crime punishable by the mob. No gays, no goths, no new-romantics.
In the morning this is a lovely rural town, old people go out and do their thing. Between midday and the afternoon they start to disappear, one by one. And I understand why... by the late
Newbiggin-By-The-Sea is by far, one of the shittiest places to be in the whole of Northumberland.
The town centre is a Greggs pastie filled hellhole which is a constant aroma of cigarette smoke.