Crowhurst is basically one big field, there is approximately 0 post offices, 0 shops, 0 restaurants, 1 s**tty pub and 0 entertainment.
I've lived in Fareham my whole life, but it wasn't until I was 16 that I realised why there were so many buck-toothed-cross-eyed-chavs.
The highlight (or more likely lowlight) is the infamous Foresters Tower.
Sheerness is the end of the line... on a sticky-floored tube train that smells of stale piss, Stella Artois, Amber Leaf and misanthropy.
I felt sick when walking around Blackbird Leys, Oxford. I would rather move to Uzbekistan than spend more than 10 minutes in this dump.