I was unfortunate enough to move to Wootton Bassett as a 16 year old. Don’t be fooled by the Tudor library on the high street, or the word “Royal” that has been put in front of the name of this toilet town. A few posters have already commented about the people that represent 99% of […]
Category: Satire
Wrexham – a terrifying spice-zombie filled cesspit
If you enjoy horror movies, you’re going to love Wrexham. Once a popular shopping hub, that brought in people from far and wide with their choice of shops, to a terrifying zombie filled cesspit. Bodies line the pavement and fill shop doorways. Twitching, groaning and whispers of “spice”. Shops are long closed and boarded up, […]
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Rotherham than me…
Having lived and worked in many places around England including Middlesbrough, Sunderland, Preston (Depreston!), Leigh, Bootle & Great Yarmouth, all of which have their problems, I have to say that you have no idea just how piss poor a town can be. I was born and bred in Rotherham. I spent the first 25 years […]
Plymouth, it’s only down from here
I’ve lived in Plymouth for 13 years in January. Being born in one of the most dangerous cities in the UK, you would think you couldn’t get much worse, well you would be wrong. As you enter the city the first thing you see is “WELCOME TO PLYMOUTH, BRITAIN’S OCEAN CITY” Well for a start […]
Peterborough: oh for a nuclear bomb (or a really big bulldozer)
Peterborough. Well, what can I say about it? Like many other places in Britain it has very little left now that is culturally significant. St John’s church, the Cathedral and the Bull Hotel. Nothing else. The heart of this small (but nice) little place was ripped out in the 60’s and 70’s in the name […]
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Mill End: inches from the cancerous smog of junction 17 on the M25
Emerging just centimetres from the cancerous smog of junction 17 on the M25, sits an old council estate going by the mind-bendingly imaginative name of Mill End. It nestles, like an infected yellow head, on the boarder of South West Herts and South Bucks, and breeds toothless simpletons, social disease and gonorrhoea like a scene […]
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East Kilbride – slice of hell cut off from civilisation
This is posted as someone who moved to East Kilbride 2.5 years ago temporarily and will soon be leaving, by the grace of all that is holy. As a ‘new town’ in the 60’s and 70’s East Kilbride originally attracted lots of industry workers and their families. However due to the mammoth distance of 10 […]
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Plymouth: England’s Cesspit
Well as my last article titled “Plymouth, the toilet of England” seemed so popular with the locals and even the so called “local newspaper” the Plymouth Live, well I say local, does news in Kent count as local? But anyway, let’s getting into the article. Today I will be focusing on other less salubrious areas, […]
Chatham: the dog sh*t splattered patio of the Garden of England
Medway actually has a fair bit going for it. The North Downs and the River Medway on its borders, castles, forts, and cathedrals amongst its towns. It’s a testament to the residents commitment to crapness that, despite these draws, Medway remains the dog-**** splattered patio of the Garden of England. For reasons no one can […]
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Llandudno Junction: Haven for the primitive folk
Llandudno is a great town which is full of culture. Deganwy is nice and posh with its marina. Conwy is a magnificent town with its castle and walls. There is a town nearby however which feels like it is in a foreign country or in another time. This town is Llandudno Junction. The high street […]
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Stoke On Trent – A place devoid of intelligence
I lived in Stoke-On-Trent for three years, and worked there for over 10, and there’s one irrefutable truth about the place that has remained unchanged for all that time – the place is a complete sh*thole, and the people really are as thick as pig sh*t. It’s not that their accents make them sound braindead […]
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Smacklesfield… I mean Macclesfield
When you hear of Cheshire you think or footballers and housewives right? Well until you enter Macclesfield aka WannaBe Manchester. The town centre is empty, all you have to see for entertainment is homeless people (may I add they they were set on fire not so long ago). Then there’s the drugs. Oh yes EVERYONE […]