Sheerness: industrial eyesore & the ‘crapital’ of the Isle of Sheppey

Sheerness, Kent, Property Guide and Review

I feel it is my duty to inform you all about this town that I can only describe as the festering cat **** in the Garden of England. Sheerness is an industrial eyesore and the majestic ‘crapital’ of the Isle of Sheppey, on the North Kent coast. If you have never heard of Sheerness, that’s […]

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Gillingham- The Bane of my Life

Living in Gillingham, Kent

I must admit its been a while since I took a leisurely stroll through the culturally diverse Hight Street of Gillingham, Kent.  Not wanting to see huge congregations of the parasitic **** that infest the area with their aggressive monosyllabic screeches of hate! However, today I thought what the hell, it couldn’t have got any worse!  […]

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Sittingbourne, ***** and ******* living in (dis)harmony

Living in Sittingbourne

Ah Sittingbourne, the place with the 2nd highest teenage pregnancy rate in the country (narrowly beaten by Sheppey there) Not a lot has changed since I last wrote about the s******e, but I just want to follow up my comments, and correct a few others. I’ve noticed that most visitors to the town seem to […]

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Sittingbourne: the only small town to have 3 branches of McDonalds

Living in Sittingbourne, Kent

I would like to welcome you to the ‘Fragrant ********’ that is Shitingbourne. Home to a population of about 80% ****, with the rest being made up of grungers/goths/old people. Quite possibly the only town with good transport links to those **** meccas of Shitness on Sea and Chavham, it has the distinction of being […]

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Sittingbourne – a bleak wasteland between the M2 & the Isle of Sheppey

Living in Sittingbourne, Kent

One of my earliest memories is that of a train journey with my mother and grandfather. As the train pulled into Sittingbourne, my grandfather read the sign and growled “hmmmmm….Shittingbourne more like! He then began to sing a song which had the first line “Chaversham and Shittingbourne where all the ******* live”. My mother hushed […]

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