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About Newcastle

Favorite thing ‘bout Ruby? Her sass—called me “Guv’nor Dubya” once, nearly peed myself laughin’! But it ain’t all giggles—some pimp roughed her up bad one night. Made me wanna strategerize a rescue, Bush-style! “I will survive this!” she’d say, echoin’ Solomon, an’ damn if she didn’t. Surprised me, that grit—thought she’d be all weepy, but nope, tough as nails! Makes ya wonder, don’t it? How many Rubys out there, fightin’ silent wars?

Jack Filey

So, I’m minding my own business, sharpening away, when this kid runs up to me. He’s got a fishing rod that looks like it’s been through a war. “Can ya fix this?” he asks. I’m like, “Mate, I sharpen knives, not rods!” But I can’t resist. I take a look, and it’s a mess. I mean, it’s practically a stick! But I give it a go. Kid’s eyes light up like it’s Christmas. I’m feelin’ like a hero for a sec.

Filey Folk Festival