Let’s get the good bits out of the way, I’ve met some amazing people since I moved here, some of the best friends you could ever ask for.
However, on the whole, the market town of Boston, in Lincolnshire, seems to be a run down hot bed of degenerates. Petty crime is rife, not to mention a spate of murders we’ve had over the last 18 months.
Now I don’t mean to sound racist, but I don’t understand what seems to be an influx of eastern Europeans that just sit drinking, 24 hours a day. It’s their prerogative however instead of fighting, stabbing one another, spitting in the streets and being a nuisance, perhaps a contribution to society would be more appropriate.
In the spirit of parity however, the backward **** country **** locals are absolutely no better whatsoever. The absolute pinnacle of their week seems to be drinking discount, flat pints from wetherspoons before chucking an undercooked Donner wrap down their necks and chucking up in the back of a taxi. Of course any of that is subject to change, at any point these absolute bottom feeders might take it upon themselves to have a scrap, amongst themselves, with the aforementioned eastern Europeans or probably with their own reflections given half a chance.
Job opportunities seem to be very thin on the ground, unless you’re happy with a zero hour agency contract in a warehouse which, thankfully, a few of us don’t have to suffer with.
Rental prices are sky high (some of the most expensive in the country in relation to earnings) not to mention the amount of ghetto estates, fenside, revesby, jubilee all sound perfectly nice, but don’t be fooled, kipping in a has chamber at Auschwitz would be more appealing.
If I had to grade Boston out of 10, 3 seems appropriate. Purely because there are some half decent people here. Other than those few, who are very much in the minority, the place is best avoided.
Shame they drained the marshes, this **** of a town would be under 6 foot of water by now otherwise (with a bit of luck anyway)
Boston, what a dump
Skegness – where northerners go to die (part 2)
Boston, Lincs, every bad thing done to excess
Skegness – where the Northerners go to die
Boston: I am not a duck!
Donington, bit by bit it is slowly being ruined
Holbeach, the land of the living dead
Boston, Lincolnshire, the land of pregnant 14 year olds
Bourne: a backwater Lincolnshire market town