As we landed in a small plane, an overweight stewardess welcomed us to Newcastle. She was stuffed hopefully into her too small uniform that she had either borrowed or was from a time before she found her love of pies. She spoke cheerfully with the classic provincial accent of the North East and informed us that it was snowin' and the temperature outside was rediculously cold. "Please watch ya step on the ramp to the terminal, as it may be slippery due to the de icing fluid" Surely de icing fluid can not be more hazardous or note worthy that the ice?
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