I’m sure there are more but you get my point.

This site is exactly what I need to check out chav areas before I move out of this inbred village mentality area.

“York city centre is fully pedestrianised and there is no better amusment for chavvy lads to speed through crowds of shoppers and tourists revving their engines and leaving a trail of smashed up pushchairs, wheelchairs and walking frames wrapped around the mangled bodies of their respective users. Local plod just sits in the street cafes and watches.”

Those ‘Chavvy lads speeding through crowds of shoppers’ simply don’t exist! I really don’t know where you’ve been visiting (probably Leeds) but the only cars that really drive through during the day are disabled drivers who are ALLOWED to park in the city centre!

This actually infuriates me, not because you’re offending me by writing bad things about York, but you simply don’t know anything about the city!

I was waiting in the sun for my train and two chavs were entertaining their comrades with how “we almost got to fightin’ “. Some drivel no doubt about them shaking down a 12 year old for Stella money and the little tyke putting up some resistance. One of the onlookers noticed me watching and decided he didn’t like the colour of my eyes or something, so he strutted over and started with the “Wah chew lookin’ at, *****?” I didn’t respond, and this seemed to irk him. He made the mistake of grabbing my shoulder in what otherwise might have appeared a chummy manner had he not squeezed to make his point. I asked him firmly to remove his hand. He failed to do so promptly enough for my liking, and I could see and smell that he’d been drinking (it was mid-morning).

I’ve no interest in fighting, but I’ve learned some basic self-defence moves that few people would recognise as being effective deterrents. I assure you they are, as was shown on this occasion. While my friend the chav gripped my shoulder, I gripped his hand and rotated his wrist for him in a move called a “wrist lock”. If done quickly and correctly, a woman of average size can reduce a full-size chav to a whimpering baby in less than 2 seconds using this manoeuver. My new friend decided he really didn’t want to bother me any longer, but as he had dropped to his knees, attracting the interest of his friends, I felt it imprudent to immediately release him. Seeing his colleagues heading in our direction, I ordered him to advise them to stay away. He was very convincing in his pleas to his chums, as they stopped in their tracks.

I warned them that if they remained in the vicinity they’d get the same treatment, if not worse. I gave the chav’s hand a sidewise turn that was probably uncalled for, eliciting a howl. I released him, picked up my bag, and hurried into the train station in search of a police officer. I was shaking, I admit, but it was at the same time a most pleasing result, especially as I had never needed to use self defence before and was gratified to see how well it worked.

My estimation was correct. The people on this site are so deluded that you actually think York is a chav haven.
And even mocking the Yorkshire accent!