Chippenham – a burgeoning dystopia of morons

Living in Chippenham, Wiltshire

I grew up in “Chip-nerm”, before it exploded into its current sprawl of field-obliterating estates. It was actually quite a pleasant town, which ended at the Pheasant Pub to the west and at the cemetery/ Hardens Mead to the east. This was when Westinghouse was still going strong (I worked in the foundry), Westmead Junior […]

Read More… from Chippenham – a burgeoning dystopia of morons

Wootton Bassett… an offence to my name

Living in Royal Wootton Bassett, Swindon, Wiltshire

I was unfortunate enough to move to Wootton Bassett as a 16 year old. Don’t be fooled by the Tudor library on the high street, or the word “Royal” that has been put in front of the name of this toilet town. A few posters have already commented about the people that represent 99% of […]

Read More… from Wootton Bassett… an offence to my name

Wootton Bassett – 99.9% ner’do’wells

Living in Wootton Bassett, Wiltshire

Oh dear, I’ve lived in Wootton Bassett for donkey’s years now. I grew up in a peaceful neighborhood, went to good schools, made lots of friends. But children grow up don’t they? My first day at secondary school was the scariest day of my school years. I was starting the year not knowing what the […]

Read More… from Wootton Bassett – 99.9% ner’do’wells