welcome to the wonderful “classy” town of chatham. the glorious home of the chatham chav. the clean and delightful place is full of such wonderfull ASSHOLES. there such luvly people. shouting out BITCH or TOSSER at each other and alwayz replying to the mating call off “omg im soo drunk” which consequents in the increase of teenage pregnancies in England. but us normal people who try and get along with out average day to day lives are not liked by the “hardcrew” so they hav to tell us. by shoutin (which sounds more like strangled cats) SWEATIES! n we reply no thanks i showerd this morning and u dont see me runnin about. unlike u SKANKS in ur fake von dutch tops n tight morgan trousers with ur many rolls of fat fallin out and then to complete ur elegance u have your execelent n absurdly expensive(seein as its a piece of shit) the trademark GOLD jewellery.the inch thick gold chains with the classy chanel earrings and the odd ragdoll or 4. which can be a struggle to wearin seein as it weighs half there own body weight.(and there not tiny angels so thats a hell of a lot of jewellery. skools not kool for them unless your screwing the history teacher(which becomes legal in september but only if your over 16) well that concludes my definition of the brilliant place that is my home town. “l8rz”

Chatham is in Southern Kent, and is surrounded by:
Rochester
Maidstone
Strood
and Walderslade

Undoubtedly a town saturated in chavs. Everywhere you go, you see chav guys smoking at each other or starting a fight with the hot dog man; he’s only trying to earn a living.
Either that or you’re busy trying to work your way around the numerous prams, pushed by chavettes (or just plain slags) otherwise you’ll end up with a squashed foot. Oh no.

Fortunately, the town hasn’t exploded yet from the sheer chav population. Bluewater attracts many a chav at weekends, which saves us from tidal waves of pure scum.
Chatham has seen worse times than this of course, but frankly it still sucks.