Stoke-on-Trent a.k.a Joke-on-Trent

Living in Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire, West Midlands

Stoke-on-Trent, what a dump. It’s embarrassing to say you live here. A city slowly dying, well it’s actually already dead, but the locals haven’t woken up that fact yet. They are still living in the past of Reginald Mitchell and the long defunct Pottery industry, now a city of call centres and distribution centres where […]

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Stoke On Trent – A place devoid of intelligence

Living in Stoke On Trent, Staffordshire

I lived in Stoke-On-Trent for three years, and worked there for over 10, and there’s one irrefutable truth about the place that has remained unchanged for all that time – the place is a complete sh*thole, and the people really are as thick as pig sh*t. It’s not that their accents make them sound braindead […]

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Stoke on Trent – the place the Government forgot

Living in Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire

Once the thriving Potteries, now its main industry is Bet365, which, as one of the local Councillors informed me proudly, is the only new industry to come to the area since Michelin did in 1926. The Michelin now shut, alongside most of the Pot banks, pits, steel works, retail and two thirds of the Local […]

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Cannock: What a hole

Living in Cannock, Staffordshire

Cannock is renowned as the **** capital of the UK, which isn’t far from the truth. This place has great spots where you can [allegedly] see them beating the **** out of the locals, the council workers as well as fellow *****. They infest the decrepit town centre. It isn’t too uncommon to hear one […]

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Stoke-on-trent, more like Sh*thole-on-trent

Stoke-on-trent, well, where do I begin? A run-down, deprived armpit with delusions of grandeur for starters – a dreary conurbation of 5 (or is it 6?) towns shovelled together & called a city. The ‘crowning jewel’ of which is Hanley, the ‘shopping centre’ with a boring mall called INTU The Potteries Centre, umpteen empty shops […]

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Leek: just like any other midlands town, just don’t expect a McDonalds

Living in Leek, Staffordshire

With all due respect to the previous commentators on Leek, some may have had bad experiences granted, but for the most part it’s just like any other midlands town. I’ve lived here on and off over the years. I haven’t actively sought out Leek as a natural habit but I know plenty of people that […]

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Cheadle, a 1970’s time capsule of inward looking culture-phobes

Living in Cheadle, Staffordshire

I wasn’t surprised to see that no one had entered anything about Cheadle on here up until now. The town is quickly becoming a time capsule for the 1970’s, and its inhabitants are among the most inward looking culture-phobes I have ever come across. To a person from this redneck part of England their entire […]

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Wombourne – lovely village with some buts…

Liviing in Wombourne

As a village, Wombourne has loads going for it, good shops, lovely surrounding countryside and fantastic amenities i.e a leisure centre (with pool) within walking distance, a library and plenty of pleasant cafe’s/coffee shops. It also has pleasant pubs within walking distance and of course it’s own cricket ground and floodlit tennis courts. What more […]

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Stonnall, in the middle of nowhere between Walsall and Lichfield

Living in Stonnall

The sleepy village of Stonnall is situated in the middle of nowhere between Walsall and Lichfield. In fact, Stonnall is so sleepy, that one of the roads is actually named Lazy Hill. Surrounded by farms and fields, Stonnall is a very quiet village and could be classed as the Emmerdale of Staffordshire. The reason that […]

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Stoke-on-Trent, I escaped this terminally depressed, squalid excuse for a City

Living in Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire

Stoke-on -Trent. My home city. As I gaze wistfully across green Cornish pastures to the remote little cove next to my home, I am forever grateful for the opportunity that came my family’s way that enabled us to escape from this terminally depressed and squalid excuse for a City. The Potteries folk are by and […]

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