This place is a dump even by Liverpools’ standards. It is home to Buckley Hill playing fields, the windiest place on earth including the Antartic. Buckley had a new roof put on the changing rooms because they either had it ripped or burnt off by some 6 year old scally. They regularly make the caretakers […]
Category: North West
The worst places to live in North West England
Seaforth and Bootle – for people who can’t afford to live in Crosby or Waterloo
Jesus Christ, where to begin! Hmm, I used to live in Crosby but I was forced further down the road to live here due to ridiculous house prices. Luckily I lived in a quiet Cul De Sac in Seaforth where no scallies had any reason to enter, however, a brisk walk round to the shops […]
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Skelmersdale: like a ripped bin bag dumped on a pristine bowling green
If you are ever travelling along the M58 motorway in Lancashire, take the time to stop off at Skelmersdale. Your suspicions will immediately be aroused by the view that presents itself – the incongruity of sprawling grey concrete amidst lush greenery. Leaving the motorway slip road, one of the first things you will notice is […]
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ADLINGTON LANCS
Posted by jackal 4 nov 05 1535. Well ive heard them called *****,scroats,**** and various other things but i think the best description of these things in addy is C**TS . Adlington, Addy, Aggy whatever you hear it called stay away for your own safety. as chorleygirl wrote (see adlington near chorley oct 05) there […]
cheetham hill
watch your step when walking through this hole i had the misfortune to do so the other day and after enjoying the leisurely stroll up the road from strangeways prison i soon entered bedlam as i walked across the well designed council estate. drug addicted *********** stand alongside the outraged religious loons (who make up […]
Haslingden (the goth get’s back)
Haslingden is a small **** ridden cess-pit in the north west of England, the local streets are literally blue with the scattering of white lightning cans and to walk down them is an act of either ultimate bravery or an act of someone with suicidal tendencies, the local ***** seem to be a rare breed […]
woolston
Ah, woolston, what a delightful ********, i have the honour and privilage of being educated here. after 3 weeks i have decided that woolston definately isnt the place to be. The local **** society (the woolston boys) are a group of “people” i am yet to encounter, i have looked in the usual **** spots, […]
Burnley
*****? what are they? where did they spring from i here you ask! unfortunately i dont have the answer but i do know what they do and where they live, description of a **** or as i like to call them townies, your average townie will where some sort of adidas jogging bottem tucked into […]
Middlesbrough, If one town deserves…nay, pleads to be wiped from existence, this sh*tehole is it
If one town deserves…nay, pleads to be wiped from existence, this sh*tehole is it. For the geographically challenged, Boro lies to the South of Newcastle and Sunderland, hidden by a miasma of green noxious gas, presumably produced at the Joker’s lair in Billingham. Indeed this heavy industrial fog has given rise to the generic nickname […]
Manchester Airport T1 (My Travel Check in)
I turned up at Manchester T1 at 5am on a cold Wednesday morning, clutching my ‘flight only’ ticket. “The My Travel check in is just round there” barked the taxi driver. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight which greeted me. The queue went almost back to Altringham & consisted of *****, ********, chug […]
Waterfoot
waterfoot-rossedale, this must be one the most backward little misery holes in the uk.The local yokels of this little traffic ******** townstead spend there days congregating outside many of the 10 takeaways that line the filthy streets.The cut of **** that inhabits this village is not what you call a classy ****.the **** ****** kids,usally […]
Rawtenstall
…oh, and by the way, Rawtenstall is in the Rossendale Valley. If you ever wake up hungover in Rawtenstall (well you wouldn’t go there whilst awake and/or sober) and someone mentions ‘The Rossendale Way’ you may obviously assume that it means ‘pregnant teenager’. It is in fact nothing more than a well known circular walk […]
