Cotford St Luke is a nondescript ‘new town’ (well, 20 ish years old) 6 or so miles to the north west of Taunton. It has a Co-Op shop and a quite well reviewed diner/bar called The Chapel. The problem with this place is gunfire or gunshot, call it what you will. SIX days a week […]
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I moved here from the south west for uni and unfortunately didn’t look around properly before I decided to come. Gillingham is a cesspit of a town, the crime rate is through the roof, it’s full of people on drugs and the kind of people that don’t believe In picking up after their dogs, resulting […]
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Swindon is Britain’s most average town. The conclusion we must draw from this is that Britain is broken, and not worth saving. Once it was proud of its huge railway works. That was closed down and some workers found alternative well-paid manufacturing jobs at Honda. That’s gone too, but never fear – a huge Amazon […]
Unfortunately, I have lived on the outskirts (no, not Jaywick thank God) for some years and have great delight in being on the verge of moving to somewhere slightly less pony asap. The whole town is sinking. Not like Canvey, in that respect, sinking as in the mire of depression, drug abuse, gang violence and […]
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The gentile residents of St Johns would have you believe their little enclave is a suburban paradise, nestled between the affluent neighbourhoods of Greenwich to the north, Blackheath to the east, Brockley to the south and Telegraph Hill to the west. Don’t buy this bullsh*t – it’s part of the puss-filled borough of Lewisham, so […]
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If Hot Fuzz was real, Cleobury Mortimer would be it! Where do I start with this strange little town. It’s basically a village on one main road but if the strange locals hear you say that, they’ll come for you with pitchforks and garlic. There’s more cars than people, the high street constantly smells of […]
We moved from Roath to Caerphilly in 2011. My husband and I had visited the town on many occasions (Christmas fairs, a wedding and a castle visit) however, I was a little concerned as it was the first time either of us had lived outside of a city. I had a few concerns (city folk […]
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One of the worst villages ever is Inchinnan village. Oh my god, what a place. I have never been in a area with so many chronic alcoholics in my life. The nastiness of them is something else. Anybody who does good in life, albeit financially, happiness, successful etc, the village clique will gang up and […]
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I live here. Think of a medium size town with two dozen barbers, too many international restaurants to count and over two dozen Pizza joints and takeaways. But only one Fish and Chips shop. And it’s so very Woke, dahling (oh teh noes! – Ed). Loads of “Charity” shops selling overpriced tatty old junk, and […]
People with all their own teeth and the correct amount of digits would feel out of sorts and ill at ease living or visiting Padfield. Full of stone terraces and farms, interbreeding within the community has been a strong pastime over the years, but change is afoot. The sprawl of people from Manchester that can […]
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Jaywick has one of the nicest beaches in Essex, but buried in the fine golden sands you will find beer cans, cigarette butts, condoms and spliffs. Drugs have brought this place to its knees and the folks who are unfortunate enough to live in one of the rickety huts that lines its streets either originate […]
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Ferryhill, a once thriving mining village had (at some point in its history) the longest recorded railway platform in the world! Sadly these days the trains speed up as they pass through… presumably commuters experience something akin to Jurassic Park as they pass by. Only with wasted yokels taking the place of velociraptors. Those few […]
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