Take a walk on the wild side!

WHY not take a walk on the wild side through Rocket Way in Forest Hall. You can’t walk on the path, because that’s a car park, you can’t walk on the road, as that’s a football pitch.

Beware of flying objects. Don’t get lost in the gardens, half of them are like jungles, and the rest like scrapyards. The litter is strewn across the road like a carpet!

EMR, Forest Hall MUSTN’T be late, six o’clock news on channel eight. Young lad, new anchor, reading The news, let’s see what spin he’ll give to local views. Aye, we’ll give him a chance as he ‘gangs alang’ first impressions good he may last Awhile, he should. Then channel hop and to station swap the lad has gone but only ‘ower’ to ‘Aunty, BBC One. With many years of laughs and tears, more than thirty years, to be Exact. Tall tales told, memories sold at heart of the matter the reporting the majority of voters never wanted.

This multi-lingual, multicultural society has brought untold problems to England.

The recent referendum spoke volumes, but it was a plebiscite that should have occurred in the late 1940s, not decades after traditions had been changed so drastically. JOHN CRESSWELL

Chester-le-Street of fact. Charm, balance, wit, this man is connected and each nightly show a broadcasting ‘Gem’ so perfected. With mischievous grin, annoyance is never, for the smile that is Offered forgives the sin, and remains with us, forever. Then, once again to pastures newer, back ‘yairm’ to Tyne Tees to transfix the viewer. Northeast Tonight in the safest of hands, respect from both sides, no ‘telly’ divides For this man, his right. As final curtain falls and producer calls ‘wrap’ he’s off on his travels for a well Earned nap. And, then just when there’s deserved applause and more we’ll all hear His cry, “Hoy man close the coal house door” Thanks Mike, Tyneside Lad. JOHN T WHITE, Newcastle