Scarborough, Property guide and review
Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in United Kingdom, Yorkshire

Scarborough, a quaint Victorian seaside resort on the Yorkshire Coast. It still has many of its Victorian features too, the Spa, the Valley Bridge, the obscure Rotunda museum where I used to spend hours as a kid and the Woodend Museum and Art Gallery too. It has a castle that dominates the headland like the long, stony backbone of a long dead civilization. Not to mention the crooked streets of the old town and the narrow alleyways and lovely beauty spots to explore. Don’t forget Park with its boating lake and Japanese gardens and the two beaches, the newly re-opened Open Air Theatre too. Scarborough is a wonderful place…NOT!

The town is the perfect example of what happens when a council decide to let it go to s**t because they’d all rather spend their budget on ipads (no, really. True story) than save the decrepit theatre (Futurist) which is falling down. And too right, why should they? They already knocked down the stunning opera house and build a crap casino over the top of it. A casino that looks stylish but lots of glass windows, funny blue lights and a weird spiky tower can only do so much for a “classy” image before it all starts to look a bit s**t.

The rest of Scarborough’s night-life (not that there’s much) extends to Boleyns; a wonderful place to die from either STI’s caught from the sluts who frequent the place or from having your face smacked in because you walked past a chav who took offence to you for no apparent reason. There’s Vivaz a stinking, underground hovel. A cess pit of deprativy where cheap *allegedly* fake booze is sold from dirty, dusty bottles and pipes that haven’t *allegedly* been cleaned since at least the early 2000’s. The toilets are dank and dingy, scrawled with graffitti detailing the sexuality of many a faceless name who I, nor anybody else, really care about. There is never any need to go to the toilets though, may as well just piss on the dancefloor. I’ve seen it being done and it explains just why the ground is so sticky.

Other drinking places include Quids (I mean KIDS,) Inn, Blue lounge (WHich is actually alright), Baracuda (Sorry, BARBICAN) and Bar2B (It’s really not the bar to be though. It’s craic is s**t) Then Pickwick the home of tramps and wannabe rockers with their greasy long hair like rats tails, overgrown beards and  denim/leather combos leaving them looking like something from a cheesy, if not old and weird gay porno, which leads us on to Bacchus! Ah, the most famous drinking establishment of Scarborough. To gain access to this place one must brave the dark alley which the front door is set inside. Then, you must knock (I’m sure there’s a secret knock for regulars but I’m not quite sure) and wait for the little troll lady (yes, she really does look like a troll) to open the door and let you in. Once inside, you are doomed. Down the spiral staircase into a tight little room with African voodoo masks on the walls and a petite bar. It is here that you are likely to be *allegedly* poisoned by the dodgy booze or *allegedly* touched up by a creepy old paedophile. If you’re lucky, you can have both.

However, Scarborough isn’t just rough on a night out. It’s all the time. Take a trip down Friargate or Cross Street for example and prepare to be set upon by a pack of savage children, claiming that you must pay them for walking down their street. Telling them where to stick it will often result in threats of stabbing, beatings or even death. These lovely scumbags should be in school (which is literally across the road) but are too stupid to attend and therefore spend their lives terrorising the areas, selling drugs and doing drugs. One of this notorious gang, must only be like eleven. And when school time comes, for those that actually do go – the majority being Polish and Asian, that stink in the air actually is the parent’s of one of the rare English children someone smoking weed as they walk the said child to school.

In response to this though, the Old Town chavs who occupy the market, the castle and the beach are nothing compared to those from Barrowcliffe or Eastfield (which is just out of town and past the border but the council insists it belongs to Scarborough anyway) These places resemble war-zones and even on a quick drive through can make one feel uneasy. Hoods, scarves and caps cover faces. Fingers drip with gold rings; fake Burberry and Fred Perry meet the eyes from very which way. Old buildings are barricaded up so they can’t be broken into and the long lines of identical houses vary in states of disrepair. The worse it is, I would guess, the more status the chav has.
That being said, Barrowcliffe and Eastfield, crime centrals of Scarborough, do actually house some lovely people who are just unfortunate enough to live there. It’s sad really.

Scarborough beach. Now that sounds like a lovely escape from all the chavdom doesn’t it? Well, think again. Go down the beach and you’re likely to get bombarded with abuse from skanky children who quite clearly skive school considering it’s ten in the morning…on a Wednesday. Aside from these dregs of society that really make one wish the Kid Catcher from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang really did exist, one can find the pregnant teen, the druggies, the obligatory alcoholic passed out on a bench, the fighting chavs. Yes, and their fights are loud and lairy and always seem to be about “YOU STOLE MY BOYFRIEND INNIT” or “YOU BAD MOUTHING MA LITTLE BRITNEY-CHANICE? SHE’S ONLY 2, YA F*****G SKANK” Oh, I do like to be beside the seaside, and unfortunately it’s where they all congregate, enticed by the Siren-call of the crap dance music and ringing of fruit machines that permeates the air, drifting from the arcades. Not to mention the stench of greasy chips. There really is no better habitat for a chav.

The young chavs used to enjoy Mr. Marvel’s abandoned theme park on North Bay which has now been ripped down as part of a project to make the area better. The Open Air Theatre regularly thrives with sold out audiences for the likes of JLS, N-Dubz, Marcus Collins and a plethora of other chav-tastic/X Factor rejected bands much to the excitement of the screaming teenage girls who have nothing better to do as they pass the time waiting to be able to have their next baby. Unfortunately, the Open Air Theatre, though it’s quite far out of the way in the deepest depths of the North side and tucked away behind the hills that border the beach, has one problem…it’s Open Air, so whenever one of these w*****s perform there, the whole bastard town can hear it because it has acoustics like a bloody amphitheatre. Great.

The town centre isn’t much better than these aforementioned shitholes. In fact, the town centre isn’t even worth visiting. The Brunswick shopping centre has nothing of interest, even though it’s the most upmarket part of town. Greenwoods, Next, Debenhams, Topman/Topshop (I know Topman is s**t but that’s as far as men’s fashion goes in Scarborough unless you want to wear all your clothes from Sports Direct)
What else do we have in town, I hear you beg as you plan your next holiday to not-so-sunny (in fact it always f*****g rains and has more fog than Silent Hill) Scarborough. Well, we have a Greggs now too! Scarborough can officially join the ranks of the simplest of North East towns with that great achievement. It was great to watch the Scarborough chavs go mad upon my return there from University, to see their faces as they tried their first Greggs. Now, they must feed their Greggs AND drug addictions. What other food establishments exist in Scarborough? Well, there’s McDonalds which was once a gorgeous building with wrought iron frameworks, stained glass motifs and they ripped it all down to replace it with wooden frames and make it look like every other f*****g MacDonald’s in the world.
There’s Pizza Hut over the road too, however, they don’t have a KFC or a Burger King. The latter shut down because they kept getting a sewage leak in the kitchens and it was no longer fit to serve food. Lovely.

So, there we have it. A holiday Guide to Scarbados by someone who lives there. Also, if you are a visitor, watch out for the people who get pissed off at you and walk up the middle of the road to get past. They’re true Scarborians – never let a tourist get in your way. Push them, shove them, snarl at them…or just walk on the road. We don’t mean harm (unless we’re wearing track-suits, a little cap and lots of fake gold), we just don’t like it taking hours to do five minute jobs. At least we’re not inbred here like in Whitby, Filey or Brid.

  • bumblebee

    The only people people that complain are the people that make it like that!!!

  • halim

    Does anybody know where I can get weed I Scarborough like a phone number or something .

  • i hope you all have fun on about Scarborough its a lovely place

  • Steph

    I’m so glad the internet wasn’t around when I was young, stupid and over-educated, otherwise I could have have been immortalised as a complete twat too! Scarborough seems like a great place to live. I am planning to move there this year.

  • john

    in prisons there are posters up that tell people to start a new life in scarborough or blackpool when they get out. this is actually no joke and may have something to do with how s**t these towns are

  • Steve

    It’s obvious this guy is a lowlife himself and not a returning student from the fact that he only knows the council areas and has ignored the other 70% of the town. The fact he considers barrowcliffe to be outside the town border shows what a small world he has, and making a big feature of cross street, which most residents have never set foot on seals the deal. The guy is a small timer from a housing association area, and only has friends is other council house areas hence why thats all he knows.
    Every town has bad areas, but Scarborough is a long long way from the state of some other towns out there. Any place is what you make of it and if you have no imagination to take you anywhere than the rough pubs and council estates then I feel sorry for you indeed my friend.

  • just me

    Change teh name to Scumborough I say, all you need is a walk along the town centre to see the herds…

  • anonychav

    LOL, check out all the chav replies…..

  • Max Jeffrey

    Wow, the comments on here really don’t do this website any favours.

    • Ryan bradshaw

      Lol who knew one persons oppinion of Scarborough whould cause so much controversy this made me smile lol ps if I wrote this I would have put my name and I do agree with all of this lol funny as f**k 🙂

  • Tom

    Ryan Bradshaw been braggin bowt this. Sed he used a fake name and that he was at uni to throw peeps off his trail. He been laughing and sayin ur all d**keds and will neva catch him. so now we no who did it.

  • laura

    so everyone i have found out who has posted this,
    drum roll

    more drum roll,

    he is a little thieving little sh*thead called ryan bradshaw, heard him bragging about it all, saying people who posted things about him won’t know who he is as he used a dif name, he called everyyone who posted faggs,

    thought you should know,

  • johnboy

    hello simon, I have to say my friend that you are full of yourself, I mean full of sh*t, yeah maybe scarborough and every other city/town/estate/village in britain has its downsides but they certainly have there upsides.its how you make your way in life and not to worry about the things around ya that bring others down, rise above it., man up and grow a pair.if you stopped judging people, because its fair to say your a selfcentred toffee nosed who probably scared of his own shadow….sorry did I scare apologies.

  • Mathew Cammish , went graham and gladestone road school . born 1993

    Good luck finding me , eastfield is full of Incest and Retarded families who have jobs that even a disabled monkey can do

    • johnboy

      haha you have the cheek.werent you caught sticking your d**k it ya pet pooch then you were over heard saying …. people are gonna find out because ya pet fell pregnant and you were worried that the pups were gonna come out looking like whos the retard doggy fooker.oh yeah dave asked me to pass this message on.hes never forgotton about wen you spiked him and he fell unconscious and you took it in turns to well lets just say ashamed him.he will have his day and very make sure that rock ya hiding under is in a very far place.

      • cha


  • I see ya know nothing as your most likely a silver spooned toffee nose f**kwit im from eastfield it makes me chuckle when ppl like u judge a book by its cover cos as soon as it gets dark you would not dare step into eastfield the most scariest thing youve seen is probarly when ya mum jumps out and shouts boo ya want to stereotype about us when ya cant get no worse than a scrounging student mummy daddy please can i have a car please can you pay my rent cos im too bone idol to get a job maybe if ya think ya clever you should tell ppl your full name simon than seee how long u last in scarborough cos believe when i say we the so called chavs of scarbados as u call it will soon find ya and then we would see how much of a bigmouth you are so pls do us all a favour and TELL US?????? lots of love xx