If a later day Virgil were to lead Dante through Purgatory he would come upon Hoylake and description would fail them and they would not wish to linger long. ‘Hoylake is nice’, the words uttered by an estate agent is like a diagnosis of dementia, or a slow growing tumour that will ultimately **** you, […]
Read More… from Hoylake: a level of purgatory dante couldn’t describe
Insanely, and for family reasons, I’ve lived in Birkenhead for twenty years now and am hoping to make my escape very soon. Originally from Didsbury in Manchester, the horror show that is life in Birkenhead soon revealed itself to me and I spent the whole of my child’s upbringing fending off bullies, *****, scallies and […]
Read More… from Birkenhead: the roid ridden a***hole of merseyside
West Kirby? Surely not! After all isn’t this the self-declared ‘St. Ives of the North’. A place on the coast boasting breath-taking sunset views, trendy bars, restaurants, opulence and all that is to be envied? Some would have you believe this town is a buzzing cosmopolitan settlement awash with millionaires driving supercars along the promenade […]
I suppose I should preface this by saying I speak nothing like any of the ******, ********** characters that populate this particular city of the UK. I have the accent of someone from down South and as such, receive various insults about me ‘sounding posh’. My Mother hails from this city but actually has morals, […]
Read More… from Liverpool: A sort of Purgatory for Individuality
I think it is fair to say that nearly all of Merseyside is one colossal sh*thole. For those on the Wirral and in Southport who dispute this, they should remember that, if it wasn’t for the City of Liverpool, where 95% of their populations work, they would be sh*tholes of poverty, sink estates and desperation. […]
