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Read More… from Crime Statistics for Bagslate Moor, Rochdale, Rochdale, 2024
I am not going to say that this manky Northern tip is full of ***** as it isn’t. It is full of ******* aspiring to become *****, it is that far down the social spectrum. Where to start is the main problem. Oldham was the richest town in the world at the height of the […]
Green green Saddleworth. Where you can escape the harsh reality from what is commonly known as Hiroshima little boy (Oldham). Saddleworthians are easily spotted in a crowd amongst their fellower Oldhamer’s. They’re the ones who have fake accents, no wit and a false sense of superiority. Yes if you like a bit of bullshit and […]
Read More… from Saddleworth is not Yorkshire and you’re not Alan Sugar
Majority of the residents disdain this town. The sole act of living here, and even being associated with Rochdale is a disgrace. Not for trivial, but rather major reasons. In fact, the (not so) respectful residents may just happen to be the contributory factor! Possessors of low IQ, users of unknown speech codes, devoted to […]
Read More… from Rochdale: A complete abomination occupying the map of Greater Manchester
What can I say about Shaw that has not already been so accurately written by my fellow wordsmiths? Well, here goes! I have lived is Shaw my entire life. I have worked on building sites, fenced stolen and counterfeit goods, dealt cocaine and had numerous affairs with the females of this town. I left my […]
Read More… from Shaw, as annoying as an improperly wiped backside
I luckily don’t live hereabout, but have been coming to see someone weekly over the last four years in this place called Bolton. I consider myself quite well travelled both in this country and abroad. I have witnessed some appalling places and sights in my 58 years, but with hand on heart, I have to […]
I lived in Bury from 2014 to 2017 and it was a real eye opener. Bury has its own perfume – Eau de Weed which is particularly noticeable between the Spotted Cow and the Old Crow on Bell Lane. These two pubs host their own live shows every Thursday to Sunday – ‘Night of the […]
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 […]
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 […]
Middleton. Some say Rochdale, some say Oldham. But no matter where you classify Middleton, it’s still a ******* ********. First of all, the one thing you must learn about Middleton is that no matter where you go whether that be Langley or Boarshaw, you will still be able to smell the pungent aroma of somebody’s […]
Read More… from Middleton: some say Rochdale, some say Oldham, no matter it’s still a hole
I would like to begin by doffing my cap to the outstanding wordsmiths who have inspired me to post a review of the Shaw. On entering Shaw, slotted firmly between the cultural hotbeds of Oldham and Rochdale (Somewhat like a stifled farted trapped between the **** cheeks of a skinny jeans wearing Emo), one is […]
Read More… from Shaw, trapped between Oldham & Rochdale like a fart between bum cheeks