When it was 3-0 after 15 minutes it brought back memories of us being the same up there on a Friday night a few years back.
I remember getting a bit lost after a few beers afterwards and stopping half way across one of the bridges to send a pic to my mates of the sign to ring the Samaritans. All of a sudden some woman turned up from nowhere shouting at me not to climb over and jump. I told her it was ok we’d kept them to 5 in the end and I wasn’t a potential jumper! Ended up walking back to Gateshead with her and then had to walk up the towpath alongside the Tyne in the pitch black to get back to the hotel which was pretty bloody scary.