Worksop, it’s a real charmer of a C**v Town. The youth of this town of this place almost make one contemplate suicide as a means of avoiding contact with this East Midlands variety of low-life. Car theft, shop-lifting, endemic violence, fear of working for a living are the attributes of this god forsaken place. How on earth I managed to end up here I’m still trying to fathom. The c***s here will eventually into walrus shaped creatures sitting on mobility scooters queing for their state benefit handouts, smoking, consuming as much lard as their bodies can stand and generally being a pointless grease spot on the face of mankind. Oh come ye bombs and rain down on Woeksop.