Ahh good old Crawley… where to start? Let me start with the sh*thole county mall: the type of mall that not only favours fake mobile phone shops and cheap crappy clothing. It also favours ***** that desire ruining your shopping day by calling you a **** or a f*ggot. This mall is so bad for […]
Read More… from Crappy Crawley – depressing hole of the south
Someone once had a great idea that rather than solve the inner city lack of council housing by rejuvenating derelict pockets in London, because mainly they couldn’t be arsed and wanted to offload the old bigoted flat cap cockney, they decided to spill over the riffraff and insert them into the newly built concrete country […]
Anyone who lives within 50 miles of Crawley will be aware of its somewhat undesirable reputation. As a Surrey boy, I was less than impressed when a career move and a new relationship led to me having to rent a flat in the centre of town. Now, as I prepare to move on after around […]
Read More… from Avoid Crawley if you have a shred of decency
There is a village in England that has some pretty astounding features for a village, such as five or six non-chain places where to have a decent cup of coffee, a village hall where a certain film society shows some pretty decent films, like, ‘lo and behold, Werner Herzog and other illuminati. a Rudolf Steiner […]
Read More… from The sting in the wonder tale of Forest Row in Sussex
I have lived in East Grinstead now for 5 years. Although the town has one of the oldest high streets in the country, it does not take away from the fact that it’s a nasty horrible place. The town itself is filled with *****, nutters, nasty middle-class idiots and Scientologists (the national Scientology headquarters is […]
Read More… from East Grinstead: a nothing town filled with horrible people
What even is Horsham? Horsham is spending the majority of your time at school making fart noises with your armpit then ten years later, owning your own business with 10 employees and a fleet of vans. It’s dreading walking down West Street in the company of your own mother, because in all likelihood, you’ll pass […]
I haven’t lived here long in Crawley, but from what I hear it is ‘rough’. I have so far yet to witness this, but that’s due to the fact I used to live in both Croydon and Sutton so my idea of rough is a bit different. For example, I hardly ever hear sirens in […]
