Ah Glossop gateway to the peak district. The spine of northern England, famed rightly for it’s breathtaking natural beauty and romantic bleakness. Just a shame such lofty heights must be reached via such a dive.
This place really does make you wonder if anywhere is safe. On the surface this place is idyllic. Lovely old houses, cobbled streets, a beautiful town square, a theatre, the worlds greatest pub (The Globe sorry for the plug) but as we all know appearences have a habit of being deceptive.
You see Glossop is not only nestled on the fothills of the Peaks but also wedged between several of the rattiest chav dens known to mankind. Pits such as Hattersly use this town as their main shopping centre, meeting place and spitoon. The town is plagued by them as they descend, each day ad night (more on that later) like burberry coloured locusts to consume Greggs pies and purchase the newest copy of Heat.
You see Glossop is one of a growing number of perfectly pleasant towns, filled with mostly hardworking people that has hell holes as satellite states. The overspills of Manchester in turn spill into Glossop turning it’s town cetre (convienently 1 straight street for ease of chav navigation) into a gauntlet of Carbrini and gob.
But it’s on a night out that Glossop really shines. Those scals unable to rob enough bus fare to descend on Staley Vegas are forced to settle for the bright lights of either Harleys or the Blues. Harleys never seems to close and is best avoided but the Blues takes the cake. This place really defiesdescription. Everyone in there knows each other making it some kind of inbred community centre, the music is composed of 3 seperate r&b tracks merged into 1 in making it sound like a line of car stereos at Max Power ride along and as for the bar prices. £4.50 for a double Scotch. In arespectable bar this is dodgy but in the Blues it really makes you wonder how much that job at JJB pays. However you could argue it provides a valuable service, not only does it give new indoctrinated scum their first, bar fight/stomach pump, but also gives Chavettes a place to find a new dad for Chardonnay.
Theres only one kebab shop and we used to say if you ever want a day off school you know where to go.
The council decided ( just before the labour spending splurge ran out of money and power ) to replace Glossop’s pavements with limestone …it certainly wasn’t gold. In the MAJOR disruption all our BRILLIANT small businesses suffered over the crucial Xmas period ( f**k THE LIGHTS) …it certainly wasn’t gold….and all I could think was …how attractive it will look when it’s covered in spent chewing gum! BET the pensioners would appreciate a bit of grip anyway when there’s no money left for home help when it’s MOST needed.
Just heard they now want to do away with free parking on the High Street …just when it’s climbing up market (a la West Didsbury, Beech Rd Chorlton & Whalley Range) I have lived in all these areas and moved back to Glossop in the hope that it would follow me as before.. apart from HQ I would say it has a healthy future …watch this space but SACK THE COUNCIL
eg they replaced the brilliant swings in Sand(s**t) Hole with a Health and Safety wooden waste of space …& uncordoned from the prolific dog s**t down there …WHEN ARE MY EMPLOYERS GOING TO BE REGULATED ABOUT HOW THEY SPEND THE MONEY I HAVE TO PAY THEM
The council decided ( just before the labour spending splurge ran out of money and power ) to replace Glossop’s pavements with limestone …it certainly wasn’t gold. All our small businesses suffered over the Xmas period and all I could think was …how attractive it will look when it’s covered in spent chewing gum!
They now want to do away with free parking on the high street …just when it’s going up market (a la West Didsbury, Beech Rd Chorlton & Whalley Range) I have lived in all these areas and watched them change and moved back to Glossop in the hope that it would follow me as before.. apart from HQ (Harleys) and the BL**DY council I would say it has a chance. They even removed the old (really good ) swings down Sand (s**t) Hole for a wimpy waste of time replacement…( NOT cordoned off it’s just another part of the dog toilet ) WTF
Glossop is in every way a toilet populated by gutter trash. The women are the worst all with bingo wings and bad hairdos I hated living there and would NEVER go back….ROUGH AS GUTS
I am from Glossop and can agree with SOME of the points raised – that’s why I dont live there anymore! However my brothers still do, as does my grandmother (Margaret) and parents.
It is for those reasons I regrettably have to venture back there. The nightlife is exactly as described although from 9 – 12ish Harleys is actually ok. You haven’t mentioned the Howard or the Norfolk (found on either side of Harleys in the centre), despite them being an excellent drinking place for the more mature and less chav like person.
My point is that although I no longer live there, it isnt that bad. Like anywhere these days there and good and bad parts – but in Glossop the good parts outweigh the bad by 5 to 1. The popular BBC tv show The League of Gentlemen was filmed mainly there, and is a popular site for Japanese tourist’s oddly enough.
You could live, shop, drink, eat (no mention of several Indian, Chinese, Tap pas, Italian and Moroccan restaurants in the town) and bring up children quite peacefully if you avoid 3 to 4 small areas at night. Most places are dodgy on every corner so I don’t think it’s that bad a place for hassle! I still have many friends there who are all good people. I do however hate the place and only return for key family members.
However, don’t let my opinion sway you – 1000′s of people love the town – normal people I might add.