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Dear £2 Tuesdays, this is why we love you

You are so beautiful to me


Dear £2 Tuesdays,

I've seen a few Instagram quotes saying "you don't know what you've got until it's gone." Personally, I prefer "you don't know what you've got until you're paying £17 for a watery double vodka lemonade in an overrated club in Shoreditch."

It turns out that jokes about the drinks prices down south are genuinely true. The closest thing to £2 Tuesdays they have is obnoxious City workers stood in the street outside the pub drinking £9 pints with their backpacks on.

Where else can you get absolutely battered for less than £20 and bump into everyone you've ever spoken to at uni in one place? We hear scandalous gossip across the tables outside Blanc. We can come in with £10 and come out drunk. Some of the weirdest nights out start at Blanc.

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Where else could you have all that fun?

We've tried to replace you £2 Tuesdays, but there is nowhere quite like Osborne Road at 9pm on a Tuesday night. You're six double vodka lime and sodas deep, shouting some questionable chat to your friends and trying to convince everyone that Soho afterwards would be "a great idea" and that "you can definitely make your 9am tomorrow". That's the stuff that dreams are made of.

£2 Tuesdays, you're the ex we can't forget. We love you.

Forever and always,

Newcastle students x