Horse Racing in Melbourne and Hong Kong

‘There are other things that I could do, but there’s really nothing that I love as much as horse racing’ – Chantal Sutherland

*A guest blog from my Dad!*

When planning our once in a lifetime trip to Singapore, Melbourne, Canberra and Hong Kong Siobhan and I had two aims really – to see our great friends Greg and Elaine in Canberra and to sample the cultural, culinary and alcoholic delights of the far east and Australia. It was only when booking accommodation in Melbourne that we realised that our visit coincided with one of the great global sporting events – the Melbourne Cup! Not only that, there was racing in Happy Valley Hong Kong while we were there. Being big racing fans, this gave us a unique opportunity to see how these things that we love doing at home are presented on the other side of the world.

The big sporting event of the year for us is the Northumberland Plate, the richest two mile handicap in the northern hemisphere. The Melbourne Cup is the richest in the world. I love the staying races, A five furlong sprint you can see your money disappear in a very short time, at least over two miles you can hope for a bit longer. We had heard about ‘the race that stops a nation’ and this was an opportunity that couldn’t be missed. Tickets were booked online for $A70 each (about £45, very comparable to UK for this type of event).

We arrived in Melbourne the Friday before the race on the Tuesday. Cup fever was already in full swing, there was racing on the Saturday – Derby day, and then the build up to the big day really started. The hotel we were staying in had a healthy number of racegoers staying and we saw them gathering in the bar area on Saturday morning. A short stroll from the hotel and Flinders Street station was teeming with immaculately dressed people of all ages.


A days racing in Australia starts much earlier that in the UK, first race being 10.40 and everything was really well organised, almost as if they had done this before! So we were at Flemington in time for the first race. Crowds were manageable at this time and a seat could generally be found so it was ideal for us to look around, soak up the building atmosphere and see something of the racecourse with the stunning backdrop of the city. The food and drink at Flemington was no more expensive than in downtown Melbourne and in fact very reasonable for an event like this although it doesn’t appear so to locals and it is the fact that the pound has been in steady decline against the Australian dollar for many years now that makes it appear so to us.

Not being familiar with the majority of horses in the race I had decided to concentrate on jockeys that I know. Kerrin McEvoy and Hugh Bowman are Aussies who have both ridden in UK so I short listed them. James MacDonald had won the Northumberland Plate and was riding the favourite, so he went on the list and how could I now overlook Heartbreak City after meeting the traner in the hotel bar a few nights before, so he completed my betting slip. Siobhan, much more conservative, chose Qewy, widely tipped to go well at a big price.

Wins in races 2 and 3 set me up nicely, so I was in confident mood for the big race. As is often the case with these events you seem to be waiting for ever when all of a sudden they’re off and running. The race is very difficult to read until about two furlongs out and a horse makes a break for the line. “It’s Heartbreak City” I said to Siobhan, “COME ON MY SON”, but hang on, there’s another horse gone with him, who is it? I couldn’t make out what the commentator was saying above the din. Agonisingly, Heartbreak City is caught with 50 yards to go and goes down by a neck. Now I like to win a bet, but I confess that I was not totally perked up even when the winner was announced as Almandin – ridden by Kerrin McEvoy. James MacDonald came in third and Qewy fourth so Siobhan and I headed off to the TAB (Tote) with thoughts of champagne. To say that Siobhan took the news that the TAB only pays three places in a 24 horse race well would not be true. I explained to the TAB lady that in UK the Tote would always pay at least four places   and she gave me a look of genuine concern and empathy – or perhaps I misread that. Undaunted, we had had a great day and won enough for it not to be termed expensive.

One week later, it’s Tuesday morning and Siobhan and I are in the Hong Kong Jockey Club Museum. I asked the young man about Wednesday’s racing. “You just turn up and pay $HK10” (about £1!). With a tram fare of about 25p we decided we could just about stretch the budget. Turning up about 20 minutes before the first race the crowds were comfortable. There were food and drink concessions all along the rail and with the lights and the towering city blocks overlooking the course the scene was stunning. We found a seat, had a couple of bets and won a little bit. The public areas were now very crowded. Notwithstanding I went under the stands to make a bet (Race 4 – Sharp Hunter – 13/1). The bedlam that was the betting area was the worst I have ever seen – and I’ve been to Cheltenham on St Patrick’s Day! I couldn’t get my bet on. Never mind it won’t win. Five minutes later and not even the best hot dog I have ever had in my life made up for the fact that Sharp Hunter got up on the line and cost me $HK320!


So that was it, two very different racing experiences. The Melbourne Cup was wonderful and in many ways the same as the experience Siobhan and I have each year at the Northumberland Plate. People recreating scenes that have been seen since the middle of the 19th century, dressing up, having a drink and revelling in a sport which is a wonderful spectacle.  Happy Valley I’m not so sure about. It’s not the lost bet, it was only £30, but after initially being very struck with the visual wonder of it all it became obvious that there was very little – if any – genuine love of the sport or the horses. The track is obscured by the concessions so that anyone at ground level or the first few rows of the seats has to follow the race on the screen. I’m not saying I wouldn’t go again but it wouldn’t bother me if I didn’t.

I certainly would make sure I got my bet on in time.


Fawdon station opened in 1981 and is one of the many residential stations on the network work servicing the Redhouse Farm/Fawdon/Coxlodge area of Newcastle. Platform 1 was once called Coxlodge station, which was in use between 1905 and 1929 as part of the Ponteland Railway.

If you exit the station and walk down Fawdon Lane towards the Redhouse Farm housing estate for about 10 minutes you’ll eventually stumble across the Northumbrian Piper. I say stumble across, you have to know it’s there to find it. It calls it’s self ‘Gosforth’s hidden gem’ and it certainly is pretty well hidden in this leafy suburb about 3 miles outside of the city centre.


We visited on a wet, grey miserable Saturday afternoon (perfect pub visiting weather in my opinion) and it was pretty quiet inside. That didn’t mean we didn’t receive a warm welcome though. The sizable pub is split into two areas, the bar and the restaurant. The bar is worn and traditional with dark wood and fraying upholstery but is not without a certain charm. The ale selection was poor sadly with only craft ale Shipyard on offer along with the standard ‘extra cold’ lagers. The do change their ales regularly though I’m reliably informed! The house wine (pinot grigio) however was ice cold (how I prefer it) and served in nice big glasses (also how I like it).

It was a big sport day when we visited; there were 2 rugby matches and Newcastle playing Wolves away, all of which were being shown on the large TVs that were dotted around the bar and despite me usually having big reservations about pubs showing sport all day, it actually gave the bar some atmosphere on this occasion. I think it would have been too quiet otherwise so I’ll let them off this once.

I’d say we probably picked the wrong time to visit and I think it has potential in abundance. The guy behind the bar (landlord perhaps?) seemed like a lovely chap and almost offered my mum a job when she started collecting the empty glasses and taking them back to the bar as we left. I never underestimate the importance of great banter in a pub! Had it been walking distance to her house I think she may have taken him up on the offer!

The restaurant side seems a little more polished and offer a wide menu of reasonably priced pub favourites and have a large car park, lots of outside seating and a kids playground so no doubt is a firm family favourite when the weather gets a bit nicer.

Fawdon House,1 Fawdon Close
Newcastle Upon Tyne
Tyne and Wear NE3 2AH

Tel: 0191 2856793
Facebook: Northumbrian Piper
Twitter: @NorthumbPiper

See where else we’ve visited on out little metro adventure here


Driving Miss Dizzy – a lesson in the importance of car maintenance

‘I’m not clumsy, I’m just accident prone’ – Daniel Radcliffe

There are also lots of things you gain confidence in through age and experience, like going into a bar on your own and ordering a drink when you’re waiting for someone rather than waiting outside and travelling somewhere alone. And driving. I passed my driving test 15 years ago and whilst I haven’t been the most confident driver in the world (I still park at the far end of the supermarket car park where there are lots of spaces and I only really like driving on roads that I know and are quiet) I like to think I’m perfectly adequate and any time I’ve found myself getting into any minor bother in the car, my instincts have always kicked in and I’ve avoided any catastrophes.


The first real problem I had was in 2009 when my trusty Rover 25 broke down on a slip road coming off the A1. We were going up a steady incline, foot was to the floor yet the car had no power. We managed to coast down the slip road and pull over safely to the side while we called for some recovery. Other than a few people laughing at us broken down at the side of the road, and a £500 head gasket that needed placing, we came away relatively unscathed. Then fast forward to 18 months ago I went through a rite of passage that I could quite frankly have lived without. I had my first real car crash.

It was along a stretch of duel carriage way near my parents house which I must have driven over thousands of times. There had been torrential rain all day, the sun had just come out but the roads were still wet and I just lost control. My back wheel spun out from under me, I couldn’t correct it in time and the next thing I knew I was ploughing through a street sign and ended up backwards in a ditch. It took a few seconds to pull myself together. I checked I was OK, not bleeding from anywhere and no one else had been hit or hurt and  I did what I think every girl does when she’s in trouble not matter what age; I called my dad. I was still quite near their house (Dave was all the way in town with his friends) and they would be able to get here the quickest. Whilst waiting for them I had a lovely woman come out of her house and offer me a cup of tea (so British) and asked if I needed her to call anyone, and a taxi driver pulled up with his passengers and they all came over to check I was OK and if I wanted them to wait with me. I think I was in the ‘just fallen over on the ice’ stage of shock where you’re just like ‘I’m fine, I’m fine’  but I very much appreciate the thought and kindness they showed me, if I hadn’t had been so close to home I may well have needed their offers of help.

Mum and dad arrived and we called the police and our recovery company. Again, loads of people kept on stopping and offering help, even though the police and a paramedic were there. I answered everyone’s questions as best I could whilst still shaking, and we waited for Green Flag to arrive in the back of my mum’s car. That’s were I think if finally hit me and I started crying and shaking uncontrollably. Then again when Dave arrived from town. Then again when Steph and Ang called me to check I was ok. Then again on Sunday morning when my brother rang me. We got recovered and towed home and that was that of my Saturday afternoon drama.


The wholly ironic sign I skidded off the road into

2 incidents in 15 years probably doesn’t sound like much however, particularly the second accident, have left me quite nervous about driving these days. The emotional impacts that things like that leave you with can be crippling if you let them and when I look back I wish I’d seen the warning signs that my car needed looking at and perhaps they could have been avoided. In the head gasket case, the warning signs had been there for a while, the heating in the car had been patchy and I was constantly having to top up the engine with water to get some warmth on the car (and when I say regularly I mean like 3 times a week) but when you find a work around it’s easy to pretend the problem isn’t there, because taking your car to a garage can be a pain.


I had a similar ‘burying my head in sand’ moment once when I tried to ignore that my exhaust needed replacing. The car had been making the noise of a supped up Vauxhall corsa and I would just turn my music up and pretend it wasn’t happening until my mum made me get it fixed. Of course with a dodgy exhaust, although easy to ignore you run the risk of creating future, bigger problems with the exhaust system of the car if it’s not running properly and (more importantly) could be a danger to other road users should it suddenly fall off in the middle of the road. The A1 is busy enough without having to worry about rogue exhausts flying around all over the place!

If i’d got all these things seen to straight away then we may not have problem down and I’m almost certain it wouldn’t have ended up costing £500! When i wrote my car off the second time, although it had passed it’s service and MoT a few months previously, i’d noticed that I’d skidded a few times when the road was wet, so perhaps should have had the tyres looked at sooner, or at least used it as a warning sign to drive more carefully when it’s wet.

They’ve definitely been some very emotional, and expensive lessons to not just wait until you annual MoT is due. Cars very rarely just spontaneously combust, they will usually give a heads up when something’s not working the way it should be, don’t ignore it!

If you are in search of professional car exhaust mechanics, Fife Autocentre can help you out!

This have been a collaborative post between myself, Fife Autocentre and Ellefluence

Central Station

Central Station is one of the more unique station on our guide and by that I mean that it is a perfect example of what the guide stands for, it has a pub practically inside the metro station. The station has entrances both inside and outside the station so it’s easily accessible to people transferring from National Rail services or people who are using the metro to get to where they need to be. Interestingly it’s the least busy of the city centre stations but is the third busiest of the network overall.


Ok so Centurian isn’t inside the metro station, but it is inside the train station, which the metro station is also inside of, make sense? To access the pub you can either turn left and exit via Neville Street and the exterior door will be immediately on the right, or continue up the second set of escalators  into the train station and the interior entrance will be immediately on the left (a handy option if it’s raining or you need to use a cash machine!)

The building is absolutely stunning. It was built in 1893 when it was used as the first class lounge for the train station. It’s tiles are estimated to be worth a cool £3mil and is the only Grade 1 listed building on the tour so far.

You’ll see the bar either on the left or the right depending on which entrance you use and it’s a chameleon kind of pub that has varying degrees of business depending on what’s going on. At 10pm on a Friday nights it’s a swanky ‘night out’ bar with blaring pop music and bouncers on the door. On a match day Saturday afternoon the giant projector screen comes down and you’re shoulder to shoulder with the black & white army. Call in on a Thursday evening and it’s a calm, low key, dimly lit snug of a place which is perfect for catching up with friends, or a cheeky one while you wait for your train. They also serve food, and their Sunday lunches are pretty good from what I hear, which again is handy if you have a train to catch and some time to kill.

I had it in my mind that they used to have a departures board on one of the screens, which i couldn’t see when we visited on a Saturday night in January. If they’ve done away with that it’s a real shame. Personally when we visited I could have done without the Smash Hits TV on the plasma screens; just playing music would have done, it’s distracting when you’re trying to enjoy a glass of wine with Little Mix gyrating in leotards all over the place.

Booze wise it’s your standard fayre and they didn’t have anything that blew our socks off, wine was fine, beer was fine, selections of ales, whiskey and gin were all fine. But it’s only fine, not outstanding. A round of a pint and a glass of grape juice was about £8.

I just think it tries to be all things to all people and it’s pot luck as to whether it will be the type of bar you prefer when you happen to visit. With The Head of Steam and Union Rooms across the road and the Split Chimp micro brewery round the corner to the right, they have a lot of competition.

You can see some of the other pubs we’ve visited on our adventure here

Backstreet Boys – Larger than Life in Las Vegas!

‘Bacstreet’s back, alright and this time they’re appealing to everyone’ – Meagan Morris

Back in the late 90s and early 00s the internet was a scary place, so imagine my parents shock when I tell them I’m taking a train to London to meet someone I met in a chat room so we can hang out and talk about boybands for the day? I’m amazed still to this day they let me go! I’m so pleased they did though because that day marked the beginning of an amazing friendship.

For years Meagan and I have wanted to see the group that made us so close together but for whatever reason could never make it work logistically. When The Backstreet Boys announced they were doing a trial residency in Las Vegas we knew we had to make it happen. Those boys aren’t getting any younger and we didn’t know when we would get the chance again.

It’s hard to review a concert of your all time favourite band with one of your all time favourite people objectively but i’m going to try….


It was fucking amazing! They were seriously, seriously good. Between the two fo us we’ve seen them live about 11 times and we both agreed that their Vegas show was one of the most professional, polished show they’ve done.

Before I run out of adjectives to describe how amazing they were i’ll give you a run down of what actually happened. They took to the stage just after 9pm after a really cool remix of all their singles/music videos on the large screens, you forget how many songs they’ve released really! And kicked everything off looking dapper in white with Larger than Life. I won’t run through everything song by song (check out the set list at the bottom if you’re interested) but needless to say they got the crowd’s energy up as they went from one up tempo pop hit to the next.

Show highlights for me were As Long As You Love me, which was never my favourite single but they nailed the chair routine all these years later, We’ve Got it Goin On (which is one of my faves) which they updated and mashed up excellently with Bell Biv Devoe’s Poison and the fact that they included 2 of my favourite album tracks Undone and Get Another Boyfriend.

ALAYLM #chairdance #bsbvegas

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Meagan’s show highlighters were – the montage in the beginning which sounds weird but it got everyone amped for the show. Their version of We’ve Got it On was probably her favourite performance of the night because of the dancing and Shape of my Heart of course which is her all time favourite BSB song. They also came out into the audience and Howie was right in front of us, like touching distance from us, so it doesn’t get much better than that.

QPG #bsbvegas

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Fans will be aware of the recent voice issues that Brian has been struggling but they all killed it, singing completely live through the whole 2 hour show and Brian in particular sounded better than he ever has. They dancing was also super tight and the 10 dancers that joined them on stage were fantastic. The staging worked brilliantly in Planet Hollywood and there appeared to be no real bad seat in the house. We were sitting at the front of the first ‘normal priced’ seating, directly behind the ‘pit’ and VIP seating (we paid about £140 a ticket if you were wondering) and the view was amazing. It also helped that there were catwalks and walkways coming out into the audience so people further back had a better change of getting a good view

When I was bored in Heathrow waiting for my super delayed flight I did what I swore I wouldn’t do and I looked up the set list ahead of time. I was a little disappointed to be honest. I’ve said from the beginning of time that they never release the best songs off their albums (there’s a blog post in there somewhere) and with only 3 of the 20 strong set list being album tracks, they weren’t singing hardly any of my faves. HOWEVER (and this a big however, I wrote it in caps and everything) Whilst their singles may not be my favourites, there’s no denying their singalongability and their gravitational pull to get everyone in the room joining in and having an amazing time. Which made me have an amazing time, so no set list complaints for me any more!

Rocking our bodies right! #bsbvegas

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If i were to pick any holes (because the cynic in me jut has to find fault in everything) the second costume change (of which there were 4) bordered into boring territory where they sang too many ballads back to back in my opinion, although I’m  pleased my obligatory I’ll Never Break Your Heart toilet break came early in the show as my $24 Margarita was starting to work it’s way through. It also felt that they were racing through the set list a little bit and didn’t talk or interact with the audience very much. I get it though, they need to cater for everyone, not just fans like us who’d moved mountains to be there, but also for people who were in Vegas anyway and just fancied seeing them on a whim.

They’re just really minor points though and didn’t detract from the show at all. I’ll admit we were both dubious when we found out they were doing a Vegas residency. It felt like it was pretty ambitious for a group for the majority of common folk are only really known for one or two songs. However never under estimate the power of the Backstreet army as by all accounts it’s been a roaring success. Time will tell whether they lose momentum by the end of their run in July and whether it will be extended further, here’s hoping they do, although I’m not entirely sure my credit card could take it!

I really wanted to avoid using this chiche but Backstreet aren’t back, for us, and the majority of the people in the Axis theatre, they never left. Alright!

Set list:

Larger than Life
The One
Get Down
Quit Playing Games
Show Me The Meaning Of Being Lonely
I’ll Never Break Your Heart
Anywhere For You
As Long as You Love Me
The Call
We’ve Got it Goin’ On
Get Another Boyfriend
More than That
All I Have to Give
Shape of My Heart
I Want It That Way
Everybody (Backstreet’s Back)




Jesmond station as we know it now has, believe it or not, been knocking around since 1864 as part of the Blyth and Tyne railway which rain from New Bridge Street in Newcastle to to Blyth in Northumberland. That ceased operation in 1978 but the station remained and two years later was used by the newly created Tyne & Wear Metro system.

Come out of the stations main doors and down the stairs through the underpass on the left and the first pub you come to will be The Carriage. This has been the 10th pub we’ve visited on our tour and (so far) has been my favourite. Since Jesmond station was once such an integral part of North Eastern railway history, what better way to utilise the old station house by turning it into a pub?

We visited at tea time on a Saturday night in January where it was on a the quiet side however the many ales on offer, the large glass of wine for the price of a small and the roaring open fire was more than was needed to make us feel at home. It’s a shame really that we had dinner reservations that nigh because i would have happily tucked my feet under myself and settled down for the night, and with Tom Petty, Bruce Springsteen and New Order pumping gently through the sound systems, well all the needed to do was serve some marmite and cheese toasties and i’d have moved in there and then!

Walk in the main doors and the bar is directly in front of you with different rooms offshooting in either direction. It’s extremely old fashioned in it’s decor (or ‘vintage’ as i would call it’) and some of the tables and the upholstery on some of the chains could do with an upgrade, however it’s not messy or dirty and I’m sure there’s next hipster pubs less than a mile away that pay a fortune for that kind of nouveau traditional vibe. Some of the old station paraphernalia like the original ticket booth are quirky touches that gives it even more atmosphere.

While there were bandits and TVs present (grumble, grumble) the bandit wasn’t in the main bar, it was in a corridor on the way to the loo, and the TV was switched off so I was a happy bunny. Useful to know though that they quite possibly do have sport on show on a weekend.

Drinks wise they have loads of local ales on offer, as well as your standard wines of all three colours (prosecco was absent from what I could see but it’s not really that sort of pub), a generous whiskey collection and (randomly) offers on Jaeger Bombs, so quite literally, something to cater for all tastes.

It’s easy to walk past this place, which lets me honest isn’t much to look at from the outside and head for the more all singing, all dancing, polished, sparkly As You Like it further down the road, but since they tried to pass off 5.5% wine as the ‘house white’ I’ve gone right off them. The Carriage is the perfect session pub and if marmite and cheese toasties suddenly appear on their menu you have me to thank!

Find out more about our pub adventures here



10 of the Best: Backstreet Boys album tracks

‘The Backstreet Boys were so ten years ago. Whatever’ – Paris Hilton

I know this post won’t be for everyone so feel very free to hit the little X in the corner (to be honest if you’ve clicked through it’s already logged on my stats so doesn’t really matter if you continue reading or not!) And the next few weeks are probably going to be a bit Backstreet Boys heavy if i’m honest but in honour of my recent trip to Vegas to see my all time faves I thought i’d have a little chat about my favourite music of the mighty BSB.


If i were on Mastermind my chosen subject would probably be Backstreet Boys album tracks, because for me, although obviously their singles are the stuff pop dreams are made of, they have a history of never releasing their best songs. Sadly for every Everybody, there was an Anywhere for You and for every Larger than Life there was a More Than That.

So here are 10 unreleased songs you may want to give a listen to before you condemn them to a boyband cesspit of white outfits and key changes:

I Wanna Be With You
Album: Backstreet Boys

From the Swedish pop factory run by Max Martin this would have made a brilliant single although imagine it was too similar to We’ve Got it Goin on and they’ll have wanted to get a few ballads out to satisfy the soppy tweenagers who didn’t like the dancy stuff. Still, anything would have been better than Anywhere for You *barf*

That’s The Way I Like It
Album: Backstreet’s Back

Not only is this one of my favourite tracks off this album it’s quite possibly my favourite track of theirs of all time. It’s incredible they had such a solid pop song on such an early album (and there are songs on that album we just don’t talk about *ahem*If You Want it to be Good Girl*ahem*) it always seems to be a fan favourite when they perform it live.

Set Adrift on Memory Bliss
Album: Backstreet’s Back

Not a popular song among BSB fans I’ve noticed however I loved the original and I love this reworking (which aside from the title is almost a completely different song) It always makes it’s way onto any summer or BBQ playlists, it’s so chilled out and laid back it’s virtually horizontal. Just a bloody good song, well sung.

Don’t Wanna Lose You Now
Album: Millennium

It’s hard picking a favourite song off Millennium as other than The Perfect Fan, it’s all killer but this one always stood out to me and a really lovely classy mid tempo ballad that Brian’s voice sounds amazing on (and i’m historically less of a fan of the ballads) I’d have rather seen this as a single rather than Show Me the Meaning…. but hey, i’m not a marketing executive am i?!

Get Another Boyfriend
Album: Black & Blue

It was always going to hard to follow up Millennium and Black & Black is probably my least favourite BSB album and in a sea of soppy ballads this really stands out. They were obviously trying to go in a more urban direction and releasing this may have gained them a bit more critical credibility. I also loved dace routine when they performed it life on the B&B tour

Climbing the Walls
Album: Never Gone

Another change in direction with a way more stripped back and acoustic album this song has a way more rockier edge than anything they’ve done before and I think they really pull it off. Let’s face it they couldn’t be singing Boy Will Be Boys forever so it’s nice to hear them sounds a little more grown up, you know, with drums and guitars and stuff!

Something That I Already Know
Album: Unbreakable

Unbreakable is such an underrated album in my eyes, there are loads of good songs on it. I’ve already stated I’ve never been a massive fan of the ballads however being album 6 the ballads were getting less cheese, more class. Their voices have never sounded better (Nick particularly is less whiny) and it’s a real belter of a song

Album: Unbreakable

I love the 60’s vibe, i think they always come into their own when they sound like they’re having fun with a song and this is super fun. It makes me want to dance around like the khakis GAP advert from the 90s and i love the way Brian pronounces ‘bay-bay’

Album: This Is Us

Another underrated album although there are some stinkers on it (PDA for one is total fromage) however i think this is one of the darkest songs they’ve ever done and a total contrast from some of the more lightweight fluffy songs they’ve done in the past. The sexy moody vibe really suits them

Feels Like Home
Album: In A World Like This

This album was definitely a grower for me, on first listen it felt like they’d sucked all the fun out of their music and were taking themselves too seriously again however i have grown to become quite fond of a couple of tracks on it. This is undoubtedly the stand out track for and bucks the trend of over produced album. Yes the lyrics are a little cliched but it’s so feelgood I defy anyone not to smile when listening to it. It’s a shame it’s never been performed live to date, i think it would go down a storm.