Snapped off the TV from a YouTube British doc about Newcastle in 1966. Mostly about the vibrant youth culture there but it does show this architect's mock-up of plans for a revitalized and modernized pedestrian-only shopping center in the city.
Here's another view of the city from the wonderfully elegaic archi-critic Ian Nairn
I wonder if with that pained voice - he always sounds like he's wringing his hands, on the edge of tears - Nairn could only have been an epigone?
Or did the elegaicism condition and create the highly-strung voice?
I've been to the city just once, in the early '80s - it is an exciting looking place. That bridge!
Three other things I remember from my visit:
Stotties
Pease pudding
A passer-by ejecting from his nostril into the gutter a long string of snot. Never seen that before, nor since I don't think.



















