Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in Wales

Bethesda

I live near Bethesda. And it is bad. This used to be a beautiful place where hippies used to go to enjoy the tranquillity of the air and the calmness of the hills that surround the now grey and pebble dashed mess that is Bethesda. Walking through I used to be fine. But now its getting worse and worse. I’ve been punched just walking out from Bethesda. I’ve been punched on the bus entering Bethesda. A friend of mine got punched just getting off the bus in Bethesda.
This used to be a place where the kids were relatively innocent and were part of the country and the land. But now they just abuse the beauty around them with the way they live eg: the cars that they now can buy, the motorbikes that they now can buy. The alcohol they now can buy. I used to be able to walk through Bethesda happily whilst looking at the mountains and making a trip to the bakery where a smiling old woman would serve me a cake. But things change, a chav through a brick through the window of this bakery once I remember. The bakery left. And so did my idea of what Bethesda should be. All that’s left is a mess of rowdy young teenagers who breed like midges. All that’s left of the bakery is a cheap hairdresser where the peroxide chavettes of the culture can go to ruin their hair further in the hope that they’ll get lucky that night with “daz” or perhaps “gav”. Outside spar is where the corruption began. The hills used to be scowered by peaceful hippies for magic mushrooms, but now there is no one there, just the discarded wrappers that chavs have thrown. The litter they leave is unbelievable. And ranges from sweet wrappers to bottles of WKD to syringes, left there with no thought for what a mess this is making of what was once a beautiful area. Bethesda lies before the Ogwen valley that has infinite natural beauty. Which luckily has not yet been tarnished by the poisonous presence of the chavs. The school “dyfren ogwen” has only good intentions I’m sure. However I know a number, which have fled in tears from the discriminative homophobic bullying that, does exist in such a big way and so blatantly in the school. A patriotic area, which lies on one side of the Ogwen River. This is a beautiful place. And yet next to it lies such ugliness. Bethesda has one main high street that runs all the way through, and on a Saturday night is used mainly by underage kids who’ve stolen the car for a cheap thrill. Londis is the latest addition to this sad place. And is the new “coolest” place to hang on a late night. Most days in the evening a group of shifty and bored looking chavs can be seen clearly looking for trouble outside of this new little shop – Londis. There was a bowling green back in the time when Bethesda was ok but it was vandalized over and over again, and now, the council cannot be bothered rebuilding this only refuge for the festering pensioner population of Bethesda. Now there is nothing left there except broken glass and litter. The same thing happened to the now trashed tennis court. All that lies there now is the broken surrounding fence and the tarmac where tennis should be played. Only broken glass and litter lie there too. The beautiful woods next to these courts are strewn with litter too, for this is the place where chavs can come to get off their heads. If u pass through the woods at night beware of the chavs. For you can usually catch a glimpse of them through the trees. They skulk there and no doubt try any drug they can get their hands on. – Sad.


I try not to imagine what will become of Bethesda in years to come. I can only hope that in time to come the chavs do not ruin this beautiful place any further.


Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in Wales

I live near bethesda. and it is bad. this used to be a beautiful place where hippies used to go to enjoy the tranquility of the air and the calmness of the hills that surround the now grey and pebble dashed mess that is bethesda. walking through i used to be fine. but now its getting worse and worse. i’ve been punched just walking out from bethesda. I’ve been punched on the bus entering bethesda. a friend of mine got punched just getting off the bus in bethesda.
this used to be a place where the kids were relatively innocent and were part of the country and the land. but now they just abuse the beauty around them with the way they live eg: the cars that they now can buy, the motorbikes that they now can buy. the alcohol they now can buy. I used to be able to walk through bethesda happily whilst looking at the mountains and making a trip to the bakery where a smiling old woman would serve me a cake. But things change, a chav through a brick through the window of this bakery once i remember. The bakery left. And so did my idea of what bethesda should be. All thats left is a mess of rowdy young teenagers who breed like midges. All thats left of the bakery is a cheap hairdresser where the peroxide chavettes of the culture can go to ruin their hair further in the hope that they’ll get lucky that night with “daz” or perhaps “gav”. Outside spar is where the corruption began. The hills used to be scowered by peaceful hippies for magic mushrooms, but now there is noone there, just the discarded wrappers that chavs have thrown. The litter they leave is unbelievable. and ranges from sweet wrappers to bottles of WKD to syringes, left there with no thought for what a mess this is making of what was once a beautiful area. Bethesda lies before the Ogwen valley, that has infinite natural beauty. which luckily has not yet been tarnished by the poisonous presence of the chavs. the school “dyfren ogwen” has only good intentions i’m sure. however i know a number which have fled in tears from the discriminative homophobic bulleying that does exist in such a big way and so blatantly in the school. A peitriotic area which lies on one side of the ogwen river. this is a beautiful place. and yet next to it lies such uglyness. Bethesda has one main high street that runs all the way through, and on a saturday night is used mainly by underage kids who’ve stollen the car for a cheap thrill. Londis is the latest adition to this sad place. And is the new “coolest” place to hang on a late night. Most days in the evening a group of shifty and bored looking chavs can be seen clearly looking for trouble outisde of this new little shop – Londis. There was a bowling green back in the time when Bethesda was ok but it was vandalized over and over again, and now, the council cannot be bothered rebuilding this only refuge for the festering pentioner oupullatoin of Bethesda. Now there is nothing left there except vroken glass and litter. The same thing happened to the now trashed tennis court. all that lies there now is the broken surrounding fence and the tarmac where tennis should be played. only broken glass and litter lie there too. the beautiful woods next to these courts are strewn with litter too, for this is the place where chavs can come to get off their heads. if u pass through the woods at night beware of the chavs. for you can usually catch a glimpse of them through the trees. they skulk there and no doubt try any drug they can get their hands on. – sad.
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Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in Wales

CHRIST! This place is bad… To start off, it’s not exactly a town but a small settlement created to house the working class quarry workers back at the turn of the century. Since then, not much has changed, the working class are still there but they now wear Tommy Hilfinger coats (dirty market copies of a shite make) and wear football socks all the time for an unknown reason.
The highstreet is a hive of activity with its birth control clinic (free jonnies ladzzzz!) and its beautiful cafes, and public toilets.
The highstreet has a lovely, acrid urea aroma to it as many people have not been taught personal hygene.
Every 3rd building is a grotty old pub where old men sit inside scratching themselves and their 12 year old nephews stand outside with their 3 litres of white lightnin’, thinking “one day i will be in there aye!”
The cream of the Betheada crop have managed to bag a job in Spar where the £2.93 an hour comes in very useful for paying for “designer” clothes for their 18 kids (could the money be spent more efficiently? e.g fixing the gaping hole in the terraced house roof?)
If you want to see some high flying businessmen, smell the beauty of nauture on the north Wales coast or just chill out amongst the abuse, used needles, and empty SKOL lager cans in the park then vist Bethesda. You WON’T be disappointed…

A quick joke about Bethesda:
What’s the difference between someone from Bethesda and a yeti?
One lives in the hills and smells of piss… the other’s a yeti…