“I say Maragret, do you fancy a visit to Ross on Wye this afternoon, I hear they have a lovely market on a Saturday.” Hold your horses Mr & Mrs Jones, there’s something you should know about Ross on Wye before you visit, yes . . . it is the halitosis capital of Europe. The […]
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Gillingham, Kent, a quaint little sh–ehouse situated on the river Medway. Once upon a time, it was separate from Chatham and Rochester and was a decent thriving town, a good place to live. The people of Gillingham had a different accent to their p–ey ****** rivals from Chatham, who are easy to distinguish since the […]
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I have lived in Moseley for around seven years and when I first moved here it was a lovely green space nestled in Birmingham near the city centre with real community spirit but in that space of time it has become a nouveau riche *****’s paradise complete with BMW and Rolls Royce owners and cottaging […]
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It’s an unfortunate well-known fact that the further north you go in Devon, the uglier and weirder the people. People don’t usually move to dark and windswept Combe Martin, they’re sent or abducted to this village of strange rites and pagan rituals on the edge of Exmoor. This is the racist alcoholics’ graveyard with a […]
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I’ve lived in Newark-on-Trent for almost 20 years and can’t stand the place. It promotes itself as an ‘historic market town’ (aren’t they all?) and has next to nothing going for it. The locals don’t like outsiders, and that includes people from nearby towns, never mind actual foreigners. They seem to feel being Newark born […]
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Darwen likes to promotes itself as a traditional pretty little market town, the reality however, can’t be any more different. People complain about Blackburn being full of *****, but at least there are brightly lit shops there to take your mind off the sheer scale of deprivation, teenage mothers, benefit claimants and alcoholics falling over […]
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I spent a great deal of my formative years walking feverishly around the narrow field-bordered streets of Shaw, and found it difficult to describe to friends who would visit just why the place was so awful. To the untrained eye the hamlet seems quaint and even welcoming – this is a false perception. When I […]
Desborough. It amazes me. It amazes me how much ********** there is in one small town. Extremely rude people, who are mostly incredibly dumb, arrogant and well.. a bit special. Do not move to Desborough or Rothwell. You will not be welcome. You will only be accepted if your girlfriend is also your sister. They […]
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Buckshaw village in Chorley is one of those new villages what are cropping up around this now despicable country. It used to be an RAF base. It’s becoming a **** place to be. There seems to be a whole new sub culture of **** emerging. Most houses and flats are over 100 grand, but this […]
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I must regretfully inform you reader that I have recently returned back to my home town of Bedale, which has recently been placed highly on a poll which lists several of the best market towns in the UK, somehow placed ahead of Mashamand Leyburn. And due to my connections with the town, and evidently by […]
Ah, Wells. Lying at the foot of the Mendip hills its the smallest city in England and the gateway to the Somerset levels. Sounds lovely, right? Well, some of it is. There is a nice old cathedral that drags in hordes of noisy French students every summer, and there is also the Bishops Palace with […]
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Having moved to Llanwrtyd Wells in Powys, Wales from Cheshire for the pull of 20 acres of land for my horses I made the biggest mistake of my life and spent 5 years in a living hell. Yes its beautiful but some of the people let it down – not least those who should know […]
