Seaside ‘holiday town’ hellhole. Favourite hangouts include the seafront, the pier and the abundance of huge amusement arcades (especially the one at the end of the pier).
My God! I knew that Weston was a town that had to be seen for its chaviness, and oh boy, was I scared!
This is a place ruled by c***s. Imagine a place where any semblance of intelligence and taste has left to go on to pastures new many years ago, and you have an idea of what it is like to be in Weston. I went there last weekend (mid March), and I can honestly say, I have never seen anything like it.
You step off the bus near the main shopping area, and you notice a quite a nasty, thick atmosphere (I kid you not) of total wrongness! The pedestrian area looks dilapidated, as if soon it will fall down. The seafront….Oh my God, NEVER have I seen so many rude boys driving round and round and round on the same one-way street (get a f*****g life!).
The pier, now that was SCARY. It seems that the people milling around are so f*cked that their gene pool would never ever get above the stage of cretin, and just to add insult to injury, what is at the end of the pier, but a huge, and I mean HUGE chavvy amusement arcade, even complete with dodgem cars! From the end of the pier, one can marvel at the sound of ‘modded’ cars with their stupid new exhausts which actually have the effect of making it sound like the engine is totally f*cked!
All this, and on a Sunday afternoon in March! God only knows what nightmares await on a Friday or Saturday night in July or August when you have all the scallies down as well, more likely than not, breeding more and more of the little herberts who will see the light of day by the following April or May, yuck
So there you have it. An example of what a place is like if left totally to the c***s! Makes Benidorm look class