Leicester, land of chicken bone covered pavements, dog *****, wobbly jawed accents, ch@vtastic fashion *cough* and miserable lined faces. This place is landlocked and joyless, with no redeeming features. The soulless shopping trolley filled canal that runs through the west-end has the odd duck and swan, lost en-route to sunnier climes, dodging the errant barges […]
Read More… from Leicester: not recommended as a holiday destination, I lived here
Hamilton so called posh area of leicester where if you are anything below middle class you are looked down upon like the inferior **** that you are. Everyone round here owns their own home don’t you know! Not. Also estate to some of THE worst drivers in leicester, for instance take a wander near the […]
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Ahhhh, Leicester, where does one begin? When taking a stroll through town, one cannot help but feel threatened by the sheer amount of what are commonly known as ‘Roadmen’. This is another word for ne’er-do-wells. Now, let it be known – When I say ne’er-do-wells, I do not refer to the poor, simply those who […]
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Leicester seems to be proud of the obvious truth that it’s a mess. The great unwashed suffer while deluded fools still insist everything’s fine and dandy. Communities of various faiths and backgrounds have lived side by side for decades, and we’ve all watched Leicester turned in to a risible dump with rising crime and CSE […]
Well as a place to live Leicester has a lot to offer. An incredible football team, great shopping and pretty good nightlife, but if you are unfortunate enough to be married to or dating a man from Leicester then the chances that he is not cheating on you are very slim. Ladies (and probably men […]
Wigston, South Wigston, Braunstone, New Parks and all those places, you know where! Living in Leicester all my life (17 years so far), I have lived in Braunstone to the q. ”******’ posh wankaah!” Oadby. Unfortunately there’s some *****. Well, ‘some’ is somewhat of an understatement, it’s more like a plague, a black death throughout […]
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