I would very much like to nominate Sittingbourne in Kent as a chav town. 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 gypsies live”. My mother hushed him before he could finish.
This description turned out to be right on the button. Imagine a flat, bleak wasteland between the M2 motorway and the Isle of Sheppey. Fill this flood-plane with paper mills and metal foundries and you have Sittingbourne. It’s a combination of ribbon development and London overspill taken to ludicrous extremes. If you are unfortunate enough to alight at Sittingbourne Station I suggest you don’t hang around too long. Flocking like flies to a rotting carcass comes the swarm of chav BMX riders, looking to “ponce” a “fag” from anyone foolish enough to stand still for any length of time. Most riders are far too large and old for their tiny kids bikes but I suppose they must have stolen them from children. Refusal or inability to provide a cigarette generally meets with verbal abuse. You may also be treated to the depressingly regular sight of locals chavs (quit often with chavbabs) trying to get onto a train without paying and then becoming violently abusive when stopped. I had wondered why the porter looked more like a bouncer than a ticket collector. Opposite this vital “border-control” is “The Forum” shopping mall. Over the years this centerpiece, or commercial hub, has seen many incarnations but sadly very few decent shops. Within this, is the central Square area or largest indoor chav ash-tray in Britain, as gangs of sports-leisure wear bedecked youths gather to swear at passers-by. This is pretty much the only place to shop in Sittingbourne, so consequently most sensible people visit out of town “shopping villages” and retail parks instead.
On reflection , Sittingbourne residents seem to spend all their downtime in Sittingboune trying to leave it. Unfortunately chavs have the same idea and regularly invade neighbouring towns like Faversham, known locally as Chavvy-Favvy or Chaversham, where they obviously fit right in.
The biggest in-house chav-activity apart from the ubiquitous “McShit hangtime” seems to be setting fire to the aforementioned paper mills. The summer holidays habitually roll by with news report after news report of paper mill infernos. Some mills get torched three or more times a year.
I can’t comment on Shittingbourne’s Chav night life because I have never been foolhardy enough to venture there after dark. So far, indications are not favourable.
Sittingbourne
Jul5
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Sittingbourne
Jul2
It has to be Sittingbourne. Springing up like a bastard offspring of the Medway towns then very quickly being in danger of surpassing them. Three McDonalds but not one decent bookshop.
A Saturday afternoon down the High Street becomes like the chariot race from Ben Hur, dodging all the prams.
The modded cars gather in the Halfords car park to show off the worst body kits you have ever seen.
A hunting cry of “Geezer” or “Safe Bra…..” is often hear down the town, along with teenage baby factory Shamilla yelling after her two kids, Nokia and Reebok, to “Get ere…” followed by expletives you usually only hear in low budget porn movies.
The pint to fight ratio has dropped as the genuine nasty pieces moved out, to be replaced by rat-faced weasel boys who can only front up in numbers and who think ‘Spoons is the height of sophistication.
Attempts to open a decent resteraunt are doomed to failure. Kebabs and fried chicken are the order of the day.
So shite even people from Streatham don’t want to live there.

You got it in one mate!! I was born in Bell Road…I have Sittingbourne running through my veins! 90% of the people in Sittingbourne are as low life as you can get! There’s no getting away from it, rats breed rats!!…. The town is an armpit…the word Chav is probably too much of a compliment for most fo the towns population… I’m thinking an animal crossed between a Rat, a Flee and a retard probably comes closer!!!!… Murston, Kemsley and Murston are pure filth!! Again 90% of the population is neanderthal at best….I wouldn’t mind so much except for their excessive use of inbreeding which just makes the next generation look even more mutated than the last!
An image of Sittingbourne: It could be any day fo the week…walking down Sittingbourn High St, all you can see is a mirage of base ball caps and fat toothless slags with a minimum of 4 children. Occasionally you’ll see a pretty girl with a pram and you’ll think too yourself “what a waste!” but then just as you walk away, the pretty girl with a pram will open her mouth with a comment like “wat da fuck you lookin aaat???? and then it becomes clear!!… One things becomes clear very quickly, every single individual walking up or down the high st could all be related!!
what the hell mate, some of the thing you have sed about sittingbourne are not very nice. Were do you come from a posh snotty life in the county. Well ill tell you one thing at least we a community that stick together and do take shit from no one watch you toung mate ….
Or else you can always just take sperm enhancer pills
did some invalid write the comments to make sittingbourne sound worse? it’s alright, boring and not alot of work as the government can’t plough money into everywhere you thick cunt so when you look at the community schemes we’ve set up to combat cutbacks in jobs and inlfux of immigrants that’s torn this once nice respectible place to shreds you’d understand that yeah this town has problems but we care very much about it enough so to try and sort them out. so fuck off, I earn a nice slice and I live here because I was born here and proud of it.
Ups buoy. Dun be cussin the bourne u dick eyed munz boi. Take a stroll up cavall way chav proper rip u up my son da si. Bare pigeons u are blud – u ain’t got nixies on us boi. Find ur muvvers grave and get da murston massif to smash it up chav. Take oaf, swear down u mug. Posh twat – jus cos u got bread n jam boi. Chvs, pikes, grungers boi we all poor here boi. Cum down the bourne boi, we no who u r cos u don’t speak da lingo. Unodunya chicken eyebrow
u chat shit bruv, u dont evan na wat ya onna bout prick, were u live, il slag ur town off shall i dick, u cum 2 sittingbourne and find me il ave a 1 on 1 fight wiv ya mothers life ya cunt