More often known as ‘s**tchester’, this has to be one of the weirdest places to live. Here the chavs sometimes speak with plums in their mouths but still get their leggings, sportsgear etc at hargreaves sports. They like to pick on anyone with an education, who wasn’t born in the town, or who is not a raging xenophobic jerk. Go out on any Friday or Sat night and the pubs are overflowing onto the streets with fights, glassings and slappers up for it with any one-eyed inbred moron who happens to be passing. The people who aren’t chavs are a bunch of arrogant, stuck up prats who are just about the unfriendliest people you could ever meet.
Go out to the villages surrounding Chichester and you will find inbred yob families who come from places like Leigh Park, and a species of private school chav who wasn’t intelligent enough to do A levels or go to university, who despises those who did and who smashes up their cars and houses. They usually take their cue from the inbred morons who live locally. They spend their days thieving, doing drugs or getting pissed in the one pub they are still allowed to use.
Whatever you do, give Chichester a miss and avoid the villages like West Ashling which has a few major problem families like the one in Down Street whose members attack their neighbours, scrawl libellous remarks on their property and who shout at them to feck off from their windows. Then there are the Leigh Park inbreds from Heather Close who really should have been castrated at birth.
The most bizarre aspect of all these chav scum is that they are also snobs. They have tried to lay a thin veneer of respectability over their essentially chav souls, but once they upset someone they get aggressive and the veneer falls away to expose the black chav hearts of these utter scum.
Avoid this evil unfriendly little s**thole like the plague!