Godalming is a fairly pretty town in Surrey, but it has more than its fair share of downsides. Firstly, the nearby college (which I unfortunately go to) means that the streets are FLOODED with ****** students smoking cigarettes and J-walking across the main roads, nearly killing themselves in the progress. Only saving grace is that these ***** dont seem to be overly violent, but they do smell pretty strongly of weed, and the male variety seem to enjoy piling into the quiet carriage of a train and then listening to music without headphones while intermittently letting out their trademark high pitched giggle at some fart joke another makes or whatever they do.
The town centre is nice enough, but there’s not much of a variety of anything there – just lots and lots of chain stores, which fits the two main demographics – ****** teenagers and parochial old people – just fine. Oh, that’s the other thing. When the town isn’t full of the ****** teenagers it’s filled with miserable local old folks who seem to hate anything that resembles the outside world.
