Let me take you on my journey home from work. This will give you a ride through the lovely Coventry or a it is now called Chaventry. I start by getting the 19w bus the journey begins in Canley. At the top of Charter Avenue the bus gets loaded with female Chavs and their prams with screaming chav toddlers. They only go 200 metres down Charter Avenue and get off (Presumably don’t want to make the short walk and dirty their Reebok
trainers. All goes quiet for ten minuets, as you go through pleasent Earlsdon but then you pull up in Chav high street (Trinity st). as you get off the bus you are surrounded by Chavs coming out of Sainsburys. All wearing their trademark burberry and Timberland jumpers, presumably heading to cash generator to flog last nights loot or buy a dodgy car stereo and alloys. I quickly get on the 36 bus. This bus is again full of the Chavs who have just came from Sainsburys and Cash Generator. I try not to go upstairs because this is where the hardcore Chav boys talk loudly on their mobile phones and secreat smells you would only find in the sewer. Downstairs is the Chav mums and prams again, funnily it is hard to tell the Chav mums and their kids apart, they all look the same age. as we get to Pinners croft a third of the Chavs depart, yelling to the other Chavs they will see them later in some carpark or other. Then we get to Chav Avenue (Proffitt Avenue.) As you get off the bus the rest of the Chavs depart. This is around 5.30pm, all the Chavs are out walking their staffy dogs, in all their finery, sovereigns, chains, burberry caps and puma trainers and that is just the Staffy dogs. As you walk down the road you think it is Euro 2004 again, with all the St Georges crosses hanging, then you remember that was months ago. They probably don’t know we went out of the championship, their leccy cards have probably run out. Luckily I then turn into my road, peace at last.