Oh dear, Seahouses is a quite a village! You would never expect that such a small village could have such a shallow gene pool! Everyone talks about how beautiful it is, the coast, the sea, but no one is telling you of the horror! People in white vans try to challenging anyone on a race, […]
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Come to Weeting, Norfolk if you want to see nothing other than 9 year old wannabe gangsters, dog excrement covered streets and a bunch of eccentric yokels. Amazing what 1000 years of local breeding can do. On your arrival, after getting stuck at the station gates, obviously you will first see the “neighbourhood heroes” of […]
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Sholver, one windswept winter’s night I found myself alone, cold and afraid on the streets of this **** smeared overspill. As the wind howled and the icy rain cut into me like one of the many discarded hypodermic needles scattered here and there, I heard a distant voice calling to me. At first I mistook […]
Hull… *sigh* I was born in Hull, and lived there for 19 years until I decided I didn’t want to live in such a draining place anymore. This article is based on my overall reflection on what it was like to grow up in Hull, the list features some specifics, that some may argue could […]
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Dover as we all know is the gateway to Europe, and most people that stop here for any reason are normally glad they can leave it behind very quickly, I mean C’mon if leaving the country and feeling safer in CALAIS of all places seem better – there’s something to be said about Dover! The […]
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So St Andrews, the home of Golf, a prestigious University – on the face of it lovely. Beautiful beaches, nice walks – outwith the town. Tourists, School kids, pensioners and the locals (who resemble Zombies) squeeze in to the three main streets and get pavement rage at each other. An array of people who are […]
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Grockles; good for North Devon business but terribly bad for the digestion and the nerves. October never comes soon enough. First, the boring stuff: North Devon, England, is mainly rural seaside, with its district council sitting (or lounging about) in Barnstaple. North Devon District towns and villages include Westward Ho!, Braunton, Combe Martin, Ilfracombe, Instow, […]
There are so many elderly here it’s shocking but anyone with any sense and young enough moved out into a more hospitable place. If you cant drive then your career possibilities are pretty much doomed. it’s not the end of the earth but you sure can see it from there. Now there is a ****** […]
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Torquay is the place where the **** culture originated. If you don’t have a kid by the age of 20, are you really from Torquay? The average day consists of waking up trying to figure out who the girl next to you is, noticing her school uniform so decide to leave ASAP. Find your other […]
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Where do I start with Castle Bromwhich? Let’s start with smiths wood. Smiths Wood has quietened down quite a bit. There used to be a lot, i mean a lot, of gangs ******* around with their hoodies up thinking they are all it, even in the hot summer. I remember once a kid aged 10 […]
I had the dubious pleasure of being a resident of Dereham for 18 long years. In that time, Dereham went from being a bog standard market town to something akin to a rotting corpse full of apathy and yearning. The town slogan should be, “Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here”. Driving through the town […]
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Clem attlee court, a council estate off of the rubbish laden north end road. The place is full of wannabe boxers and gangsters most of whom are skinny, scruffy and who couldn’t punch their way out of a wet paper bag. The teenagers hang around in tracksuits spouting colourful language at vulnerable passers by. They […]
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