If you’ve got any clue about anything or even half a brain then you can probably imagine what these photographs are going to look like – the Swedish club is going to be really clean and classy and full of hot babes whereas the British club is going to be full of munts puking up on a sticky floor into their bottles of WKD – but the reality of it is perhaps even more shocking and disgusting then you could ever imagine. Remind me to never go on a night out in the Pig and Whistle if I ever find myself trapped in Newcastle.