Bulwell,on the whole is no worse than any other market town on the edge of a large city. All the local pubs that are left stink of toilets, sweaty feet and cheap paint. So do most of the die hard punters who live in them. Bulwell is not the place for a quiet relaxing pint […]
Bulwell isn’t a bad town. It is the metropolitan equivalent of a distant gulag in Siberia – reserved only for the vilest and most capitalistic kulaks. Masses of black and blue tracksuits, penned in by dismal alleyways and busy roads, prowl the cold grey streets. Streets. Streets that are barely illuminated by the synthetic glare […]
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This is one ****/******** ******** sh*thole that needs to be added to your archive, located on the outskirts of Nottingham it features all the local amenities that are important to a **** (McDonalds, plenty of shops to “teef” from, a video shop to “hang out” at….the list goes on!) Luckily I only have to drive […]
