Summer questions for Keith

This week Keith gives you suggestions for what to do on those long hot summer evenings

So Keith, it’s a nice warm summer evening, no games on, and no England in the euros, so what do you suggest the average Boro fan do this time of year ?

KL - well I always like to relax in the garden at this time of year, get the deck chair out, have a nice glass or eleven of Pimms.

Thats a great idea Keith, what about getting out and about on a night ?

KL - well there are a wide variety of excellent bars and cafes in the area, I can recommend the Waiting Room in Eaglescliffe, their starters are superb. You could also try the Station at Picton, a really nice line in good home cooked foods. Plus of course, you could always nip to Crathorne hall for a meal, did I mention that Antonio the head chef does a marvellous ginger and crab soup?

What about walks at the seaside Keith?

KL - oh yes, if the average fan can’t make it to say the Maldives (I think that young David Wheaters going there for a break this year), then Saltburn front is excellent, very quiet, easy to park and free from the arcades and amusements of Redcar. Very cheap.

What about music Keith ?

KL- Sorry, what do you mean? I never leave the house without my iPod and a good selection of Slayer tracks or Megadeaths greatest hits. “Enter Sandman”, as young Johnson would say “it ricks”

You mean “rocks” Keith.

KL - No I’ll tell you what I mean. It’s definitely “ricks”

Erm ok, I actually meant going to see a live performance, a band.

KL- A-ha, sussed you out you swine, this is a dig at the club shop and the new kits, look you got that god awful white band back, even though it adds £1.27 to the production costs.

No no no Keith, I didn’t mean that at all.

KL - and it’s not my fault that the club shop only gets a delivery in of small, and that theres only 43 tops in a box, frankly the people of Teesside need educating to try salads now and again, then they’d fit. Right, that toe rag Vickers is behind this isn’t he, another one of his sly digs. You just wait until I see him, you wait I’ll rip his head off and……

<oh god it must be the heat, it’s got to him>