Whenever our youngest came home (went to Uni in London 1998 and stayed in London after she finished Uni ) would call into Greggs, now across the road from the Central Station, to get two stotties to take back with her. The other think she couldn't get in London was Monkey's Blood on her ice cream. In today's politically correct world she now has to ask for 'Red Sauce' . The younger generation ice cream sellers from the vans along the NE coast no longer use the term Monkeys Blood.