I have lived in Moseley for around seven years and when I first moved here it was a lovely green space nestled in Birmingham near the city centre with real community spirit but in that space of time it has become a nouveau riche prick’s paradise complete with BMW and Rolls Royce owners and cottaging in the parks. The parks are full of more condoms and needles than a Chinese city. And everybody owns a bloody dog but nobody knows how to control them. They just smile as these dogs maul strangers.
If you ever think about moving to Moseley just think about this
- Am I a c**t?
- Am I still in the closet, but feel cottaging is an exiting prospect?
- Do I like to think of myself as posh?
- Have I ever owned a BMW?
- Do I own a f*****g Husky?
- …and again, am I a c**t?
If you answered any of those questions with ‘yes’, then you should move to Mosley.