Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in Lancashire, North West, United Kingdom

Accrington: The bus rider’s nightmare.

I know a couple of other people have made posts about Accrington, but I thought I’d add some aspects which haven’t been mentioned.

Being stuck in the town because of work commitments, I envy people who say they used to live here but moved away, and can laughingly give a loveable account after they came back for a visit. hey, I still live here, and yes, I know it has gotten worse.

The town worsens by the day, particularly because there are a worrying amount of scumbags who have been sent here because they have been “barred” from other towns. There is a charity based in accrington which helps out distressed chavs (I kid you not), and chavs from far and wide relocate to Accrington to sponge as much as they can off this charity. The charity can help out financially, as well as providing free food and clothes.

Something scary is happening with the chavs in Accrington, the genepool sems to be getting smaller and smaller. Three weeks running, I have been going about my daily business only to be hassled for a great length of time by some s**t -for-brains chav. Each one bore a remarkable similarity to the last, although it was clear that they were not blood related. They are just morphing into the same fooking person. I think, somewhere in Accy, there is a big house where chavs are being produced. Some kind of factory.

The Hyndburn Circular bus, which is a travelling Chav box and takes in the delights of Rishton (Euurgh), Clayton-Le-Moors (chav city), Accrington (just f*****g weird), Oswaldtwistle (land of the kiddie chav) and Blackburn (chavs attracted by the “bright lights”) has to be seen to be believed. Never does a journey pass without:

(a) Older chavs sitting on the back seat and swearing at everyone who gets on the bus.
(b) Chavettes taking up all the seats with their prams.
(c) A rockport/bus ticket/baby chav hitting your head
(d) Chav kids spraying each other with their fake perfume. After this experience, I got off the bus smelling like a f*****g toilet duck factory.
(e) A chav with the most horrendous ringtone on its phone. Usually rings at a piercing volume. Usually “Barbie Girl”, or something equally distasteful. On a very busy bus, said chav answers phone very very loudly with those infamous words “I’M ON BUS LIKE WERE ARE YA?”. Then swears a lot and tries to explain to other chav on other end of phone that he is on a bus. For ten minutes. then battery dies and chav asks random stranger “YER GOT ENY CREDIT LIKE ME FONES FOOKED”
(f) The chav who decides that’s it’s a good idea to cough up all his lung butter on the back seat in the morning. One day son, if I ever come across you when I am feeling big and hard, I am going to make you drink my vomit until it kills you.
(g) This happens so frequently it scares me. On the Hyndburn Circular, almost EVERY DAY a big chav gets on and tries to pay half. Said chav is usually with chavette, chavette uses quite a lot of swearwords when poor driver asks them both for date of birth. When both chavs give a year that implies that they are 22 and 20 respectiely, the bus driver states that they have to pay full fair, chavette then states that he has “got this fing, like dis condition where he can’t remember years and stuff”…. Ah, I see. Idiot syndrome.

Just writing this makes me feel nauseous about the place I live. Half of the tme I walk through the town and feel as if an alien civilisation has landed, kidnapped all the normal people and replaced them with these prototype humans, people devoid of soul, thought and life.

  • Jessica

    Let’s be honest yeah Accy is a s**t hole and there are chavs, but not every person you see is just some ‘dole doser’ in the town, not all the women are ‘dirty slags’ there are some very nice people here, but people are soo judgemental and think that every person you see on the street will rob you or ‘bang’ you, or are some scruff on benefits… seriously? :/ there are SOME nice areas if you actually looked around, it’s just mainly the town centre and a few areas that are really bad, which puts other people of wanting to look at other parts of the town… but for sure once I have finished college and got a good job paying good money I will move as far away from Accrington as I can, if things don’t improve soon.

  • Emma

    accy is a disgrace to the society, needs to be deep cleaned.

  • shannon

    Haha i can not stop laughing as this artical has accrington town sumed up! seriously this place needs to be burnt down soon as the better. The people in this town wouldnt think twice to actually rob you as it has been done to a few people i know they would also not even think twice to come up to you in the street and say “have you got a fag pal” its like ew get away from me. These people are tramps and have nothing better to do than smoke and drink while also stealing other peoples belongings. It would not suprise me if they are so friendly with the police seen as they are called daily due to the behaviour of not only children and teenagers but the parent who are fully grown males and females that are out on the street scrapping. Its just not a nice look and not pleasent for any passers.
    It all comes down to one thing…. Bad Parenting.

  • Alex Byrom

    do the right thing escape to university or a job elsewhere it’s the only way to escape great article 100% true, ossy (Oswaldtwistle) is getting worse now aswel :-(

  • Kleon

    I’m from Accy and I will bang you d**k head!

    • karl wilkins

      so kleon your a chav aswell then, are you sure its not you thats the d**k head threatening to “bang you” .I used to live in Accy but got as far away from the sh*t hole as i could aka new zealand best thing i ever did not 1 and i repeat not 1 solitary chav down here bloody awesome.

  • The Renegade

    Hahahaaaaaaaaaaaa… Two words, f*****g CHAVS! Accrington is built upon pound shops and dole dossing illiterate f**ks that can’t read or write, just full of scally’s to the very brim. Just do NOT get me started on the females, yet another two words, DIRTY SLAGS!

  • OhDearyMe

    This really cracked me up, a perfect description of the sh*thole that is Accrington. The people really are disgraceful, you can walk through the town centre at any time of the day, even 10am and there are nothing but cretins in stained lacoste tracksuites, sh*t rockports and Tn caps wandering around aimlessly, more than likely looking for there next hit. Accrington makes me sick, i could honestly say 90% of its residents are illiterate, and probably wont be able to understand this statement. When i left this dreadful town for university it was the best feeling i could have ever had, i never wanted to return. It makes me laugh how the school kids all think they are the dogs bollocks, when really they will spend their entire lives being the scum of the earth. I trully believe that Accrington should be wiped off the earth, nuked or something, just get rid of what is there and start a fresh. There really is nothing positive about this town. Awful, just awful.

  • jamed2017

    hahaha the chavs that have commented and trying to defend accy are stupid 2 …face it …accys a crap place to live to now …move. …and chavs you cant give an argument for accy not bein chav infested ….because it is …fact.

  • MC_YOUNG

    THERES NOTHING WRONG WITH ACCY! ITS ALL RIGHT IVE LIVED HERE ALL MY LIFE AND THE SHOPS ARE CRAP YEAH BUT APART FROM THAT ITS FINE

  • herbdoctor

    I know what you mean. I spent several years working as an environmental health officer in this god forsaken hole. My colleagues have been beaten up and threatened. I spent my time serving public health notices on people who were illiterate. I once visited a house where there were seven adults all p*ssing the bed, the oldest son was sleeping with his mother and a baby was on the way. The fourteen year old daughter and her baby were sleeping in the kitchen amongst piles of refuse.All the bedroom doors were closed and the panels had been knocked out to allow access to the p*ssy beds. There were rats in the house and droppings in the beds. I sometimes visit Accy and see some of this scum sat on the benches outside woolworths with their designer gear, fags, booze and children. God, what a hellhole

  • ArgosismyHarveyNicks

    I feel for you mate. I was born in Accrington and since I left in 1990 the place has definitely gone downhill.

    One suggestion – change your job, move away, start a new life.

    Nothing can be as bad as surfing on the tide of scum that make up the population of, what used to be, a close knit, friendly place to live.

  • Skrib

    Nice to see some constructive input.

    :)

  • SKY

    Well hard man, im sh*ttin it really NOT, if ya think ya big an hard bring it on ill meet ya in town with all my lad, bring ya chicks down to, OMG i wont be able to sleep tonite as im so scared……………… NOT

    • shannon

      go to bed

  • jordan

    oi its not my fault am on the dole is it man calm the fuk down b4 i find ya and spead ya over accy town centre IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII in a bit 😛

  • SKY

    Shut up ya d**k i aint on no coin u r, ur the one on the dole an dealin at the same time man. I only get 100 n odd every 2 weeks off my benifits. So come off it hand us 30p m8

  • SKY

    NAH dont lend it him man leand it us, i need it for my bus fare.

    *me spits a really big greenie*

  • jordan

    rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr LEAVE accy out of this man will ya its a top town rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr can u lend me 30p 4 the phone plzzzzzz

Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in Lancashire, North West, United Kingdom

Known to most people only because of a football team and an old milk advert featuring a couple of Scouse kids, the once thriving Lancashire mill town of Accrington is now, quite frankly, a chav-ridden wasteland. For a town of just over 30,000 people, it has a disproportionate number of dodgy areas: Lower Antley, Fern Gore, Rothwell Ave, Meadoway and Spring Hill (to name but a few) are dotted all around the town, meaning that nowhere in Accy can you live a safe distance from thieving, dole-scrounging wasters. Oh, and not forgetting the Huncoat estate, which is so grim that when a load of pikeys arrived there a few years ago, even they couldn’t find anything worth nicking.

The town centre, despite the council’s best efforts to spruce it up, just illustrates the chav population’s descent into total lack of sophistication and taste. Until a decade or so ago, it had an interesting array of mainly independent local shops, but one by one, these have almost all closed down and been replaced by the likes of Poundstretcher, Matalan, TK Maxx, Argos and Wilko’s. Particularly popular are the ‘everything for 99p’ type shops. Despite frequenting these emporiums of utter tat on a daily basis, the locals still haven’t grasped the simple concept of them – they can often be heard asking the assistants “‘Ey up, ‘ow much is this then?”

As far as food goes, all of the chav’s favourite eateries and supermarkets are of course present: McDonalds, KFC, Lidl, Netto, Aldi and Iceland are all doing a roaring trade. Woe betide anyone who opens an Italian or Indian restaurant in Accy – they soon find to their cost that the locals don’t want any of that “foreign muck”.

The same is true when it comes to drinking: the interesting old boozers have practically all disappeared, and in their place are theme bars serving watered-down lager to Burberry-clad youths, who are frantically trying to down enough of it to build up their Dutch courage for the inevitable fight at Lar-de-Dars nightclub (“Lardys”) later in the evening.

In fact, there’s so much booze-related violence in Accy that it was the first town in the country where drinking alcohol in the street was outlawed. The town centre boasts special signs with a picture of a pint glass inside a red triangle. Not that anyone takes any notice of them, as the blood and vomit to be found in the streets most mornings will testify.

Accy is also notable for the sheer stupidity of its chav criminals. The same names appear time and time again in the crime columns of the local rag, caught and convicted over and over again for the same type of offences. In one recent case, a local Einstein was caught stealing an old biddy’s handbag just TWENTY MINUTES after being released from prison, having served a sentence for theft. Back he went for another few months…

On the plus side, Accrington must be one of the last places in the UK where you can still buy a house for under £20,000. Buy one as an investment, insure it to the hilt, let it out to DSS tenants, they’ll eventually do a runner, the local chavs will torch it, and you’ll be laughing all the way to the bank. Just don’t EVER consider living there.

  • Jeanie

    When we moved to Accrington 25 years ago, it was a nice town with several family-owned businesses (Gene Sutcliffes, Wardleworths, Abbode etc). Sadly, like many other East Lancs towns it has gone into decline and these shops have been replaced by ones selling cheap tat like Poundland and others. Although there are still lots of decent people in Accrington, you do now see more and more people of very low calibre here. There are what I call ‘the pram and fag brigade’, in other words, groups of foul-mouthed, scruffy young women pushing prams with a cigarette in one hand and an older, unruly child in the other as well as the one in the pram. They swear and yell at their offspring as they haven’t a clue how to bring them up properly so these poor kids don’t stand a chance. These women have chosen motherhood as a career option instead of a job as they couldn’t be bothered to work hard in school and having a child gives them benefits and a roof over their head. To them, their children are just meal tickets and not people. They are occasionally accompanied by ‘chavvy’ looking, unemployable males who may or may not be the fathers of their children but they probably don’t really know. These people of whom I speak are not Asian but white and are a disgrace to their race. Accrington is just one more town brought down by these wastrels. There are good and bad people in every race but when I go to Accrington (not often these days) I just get angry when I see them and feel ashamed to be native British.