That was fun!
His initial appearance was in the open area of The Gate on a stage situated near the main doors (coincidental?

). After a ten minute warm up from the local breakfast show DJ, Fed made his way to the stage amidst cheers and, to a much lesser extent, the expected pantomime boos. Earlier reports suggested that he was to kiss a hundred Geordie lasses, but this was now trimmed down to 50.
His '9 out of 10' comments were questioned by the compere. Unfortunately, the PA system was not up to much and it was difficult to hear his response. The only words distinguishable were 'didn't mean it', 'Catherine Cookson' and 'Cheryl Tweedy'!
If there is such a thing as karma, then it was about to happen. In keeping with his promise, he obliged the ladies of Newcastle with a kiss, rewarding their orderly queueing at the side of the stage. There was a definite cringe-factor about the whole thing - the lad looked a bit lost.
As tedium was about to prevail, fate intervened. A group of lads on a stag night wandered in. Amongst the sea of bad suits and 70's style Kevin Keegan wigs, was the groom - dressed as a fairy, complete with tiara and a sign around his neck saying 'Shit. Wrong Party." Within minutes, and to the delight of the crowd, he was up on stage with Fed. A kiss was exchanged and photo oportunites siezed.
The queue-to-kiss theme continued, the only other event during this being a full on snog with one of the girls.
Afterwards, he made his way to one of the many bars he was to patronize. Most of his stage appearance was filmed, and the cameras followed him through to the bar. Once the 10-15 minutes of filming there was done he appeared more relaxed - talking to people, having photo taken etc. He left shortly afterwards, presumably to the next bar.
The story will almost certainly be run in both The Journal and The Chronicle. I'm happy to scan the article/pics if anybody is interested - lemme know.