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If you are talking Northampton you are talking Abington Street to begin your visit, the once thriving and traditional main shopping thoroughfare having its teeth punched out, gaps filled with the perfunctory charity shops, pawn brokers, fast food restaurants and mobile phone repair shops (why is it only Afghans that work in those?) or simply […]
I went to school in Daventry and lived in a village nearby until I scarpered to London in 1997, aged 19. I couldn’t wait. Years later, I’m browsing Facebook and find out a school mate had made it to Australia, married and had kids. The other side of the planet! Desperate times. Others got to […]
This town doesn’t just bore the pants off me, it offends me. The locals don’t leave the town, have never lived, have no personality. Everything shuts at 5. Houses, charity shops, estate agents, repeat that 6 times and you get the gist…. Back in 2000 or 2001 I recall a woman starving her baby boy […]
Northampton was apparently once a magnificent market town. But for as long as I lived there, there was nothing magnificent about it. I grew up in Duston, a village 3 miles away from the town centre. Between the stench of sewage, huge **** families lounging around on their front lawns with cans of cheap lager […]
Read More… from Northampton: dangerous at night, unpleasant during the day
What can usefully be said about a town whose main claims to fame, as revealed by the briefest and most cursory of internet searches, appear to be a man who drives around the town centre blasting the decades-old Tony Christie hit ‘Is This the Way to Amarillo’ on his car stereo, an elderly woman with […]
Northampton, once a beautiful little market town, now a turdhole, overflowing with the vilest human filth. When did this transformation begin? In my lifetime, at the end of the 1960s, when the gormless c*nts at the borough council decided to demolish anything of historical beauty and quaintness. They ripped out what was left of the […]
Everyone knows what a **** is, supposedly? The big gangs of kids and teenagers, who hang around together outside McDonald’s and ironically the police station, to look cool and make out they don’t care what others think. This point would be proven if they didn’t go around smacking every other person who looked at them […]
Northampton is a shining example of rapid post war expansion gone wrong. I’m certain the planners of the day were doing their best but it seems like the ‘ton was a Friday afternoon rush job. after spraying the town centre with concrete they then saw fit to build a shanty town encircling the main arena. […]
Read More… from Northampton: come one, come all and suck us dry
A Town degenerating from once proud centre of middle England to **** torment. Where to start… For starters, back in the 1970’s/80’s when I was growing up, there was not one modified 15 year old car in sight. Just your crappy cars of dubious build quality that broke down after 1000 miles and had to […]
Read More… from Northampton, degenerating from once proud centre of middle England
If you ever find yourself in Northampton (which i hope for your sake you don’t)… please take the time to observe our loverly wide range of *****. They can be found in the loverly Kings Heath. Now please take my advice never walk through this place and if your driving don’t be on your own! […]
Read More… from Northampton, observe our loverly wide range of *****