The worst places to live in Derbyshire
Well Heanor where do I start it is an old market town which use to have a thriving community. It once had a market that filled the whole town centre up but now theres just a few frames of stalls, a butchers van and a jacket potato stand, this is the perfect hang out for […]
There are few places that I have visited in my life that I would describe as hell however 1 place sticks out in my mind as the most sickening place I have ever had the displeasure to visit. Its name is Tideswell. I estimate that the average IQ of the inhabitants of “the toilet of […]
What can we say about this old market town in the south of Derbyshire that hasn’t been said already? Ilkeston should be a wonderful little town full of traditional, working class people going about their business like anyone else. Instead what you have is a ****-******** hole of a town full of alarmingly young teenage […]
This is the first time in a while I’ve looked on this disturbing site; a year or so ago I was shown images of rat-boys and other products of the welfare state. Removed from the context of their concrete surroundings they were startlingly gaunt, a comment on where we are now. Looking again, what has most […]
Read More… from Derby – a treasure trove of trash awaiting discovery…
Derby seems to be a ticking time bomb. In comparison to neighbouring Nottingham, our **** problem seems a lesser situation. However a new phenomenon seems to be occurring. The usual process of sub-urbanisation happens when young families and professionals migrate from the inner city for a more relaxed life etc. However in Derby it is […]
Well, well, well. Seeing Swadlincote is a case of believing because no one would have known that this quiet suburban little town could be about to burst at the seams and, in doing so, unleash (or rather, vomit out) its entire population (or a collective noun being swarm) of ***** to the unsuspecting nation.The reason […]
On first glance – Buxton is a jewel set in the Peak District where obviously middle class folks go about their business squeezing out 2.4 kids, helping out on the PTA and worrying about upgrading the company Mondeo to an Audi A4 by catching the bosses eye on whatever no-mark and irrelevent project they happen to be […]
You would think you’d be safe from the inbreeds making it as far into the hills as Glossop but just like warts they can pop up anywhere and then there ain’t no stopping the sheep. Yes we now have a Gregg’s, an Argos and a Shoe Supermarket that draws the ‘bling bling crews’ from their […]
Read More… from Glossop The *********** Just Keeps Spreading
Many people may have heard of my hometown from the lead article on the front page of The Independent labelling Ilkeston “Cracktown UK” due to the amazing amount of crack cocaine and ****** users living in the slum that is Cotmanhay. There are many different parts of Ilkeston, from the aforementioned Cotmanhay, Kirk Hallam, West […]
Ah Glossop gateway to the peak district. The spine of northern England, famed rightly for it’s breathtaking natural beauty and romantic bleakness. Just a shame such lofty heights must be reached via such a dive. This place really does make you wonder if anywhere is safe. On the surface this place is idyllic. Lovely old […]
***** in Chesterfield greet people with a particulary loud and intimadating “ORAATE!”. Two types of **** exist in Chesterfield. The common Cretin, and the Elite ****. The common ******* tend to hang around the town centre during the day, grouping togother near McDonalds. They occupy their days by gobbing off at strangers, and strutting around […]
Gateway to Ultraboredom and Chava Hell […]
