I can’t Believe No-one’s entered Grimsby into chavtowns.
So Here it is and here I go.
I’ve been here a couple of months now. I used to live In a nearby town which had a fairly even distribution of all types of folk, including of course chavs. I’d visited Ingoldmells on numerous occasions, and noticed there wasn’t any long hair, baggy jeans, blacks or asylum-seekers anywhere to be seen. But the Trackies, hooped earrings, the screaming of bastard toddlers born to under-age parents, all of these elements were self-evident. In the extreme. “This is a chavtown and a half” I remember thinking. After a couple of hours perusing the market, browsing the moody gold and counterfeit “designer” tracksuits and trainers, I caught the bus and breathed a sigh of relief, safe in the knowledge I’d never have to visit the shithole again. little did I know the worst was yet to come.
I came to Grimsby in June. It was nightfall as I arrived. Passing a kiddies park; I noticed a group of youths drinking cider, decked out in the now legendary chav uniform of baseball-caps and tracksuits. so the matter passed. then another park. more chavs. some shops. more chavs. “For f**k’s sake,” I thought, “what have I let myself in for?” in the space of 5 minutes, from outskirts to home, I must have seen over a hundred chavs. I’d seen only one other person since reaching grimsby, this was a rather nervous looking elderly gentleman whom I could only assume was perplexed as to why these teenagers were wearing their tracksuit bottoms tucked into their socks, although clearly the vast majority weren’t riding bicycles(though the ones that were on bikes had probably nicked them).
In the weeks that have followed, I haven’t had a single adult, intelligent conversation. not one. the closest I came to that was being asked for ID in a pub. I’m a single guy, and I was hoping to one day find a nice young lady and start a family in the future. Not in this f**king town I won’t. I was chatting to what could only be described as a Half-chavette in the dn31 pub in the town centre, and thought “hmm, she’s not that bad a looker, I’ll see how I go on” Then she smiled, exposing what looked like (no joke) mould growing between her teeth. If that wasn’t enough to put you off shagging for life, I ve noticed that all the women in this town are either pushing pushchairs, screaming at toddlers, pregnant, suffering from herpes, fat, getting rattled in bus shelters (or on kids play equipment, or public toilets, or anywhere else they can nip for a quick f**k. Then there’s the fellas. The paper the other day reported on the murder of a 37 year-old father and grandfather. hang on a minute, Thirty f**king Seven?? the picture printed of the victim comfirmed my fears. Baseball Cap, Moody Gold, CHAV. the last couple of weeks there’s been a young lad riding round our street on a bicycle. nothing unusual there I hear you say. This bicycle had a homemade trailer attached to it with a homemade speaker box attached to it, playing one of the 4 only songs people in grimsby are permitted to listen to (alas, I fear it may have been dj rankin) without being lynched or at the very least being called “gay” or “dickhead”. this “music” was being played at a volume that the 6″ x 9″ car speakers clearly couldn’t handle. I hope the little shit gets knocked off the contraption by one of his joyriding pals. somehow repribate doesn’t seem like a strong enough word.
I’m most certainly not staying here any longer than I have to. I’ve never experienced, let alone lived in, such a chav-ridden shithole as Grimsby. I think I might move to beirut….
I’m 17 and I’ve lived in Grimsby my entire life and it is not as bad as this. I have never worn trackies and I have never been pregnant. It has a bad reputation and some of the area’s you might not want to walk down in the middle of the night if you’re not used to them, but I’ve lived in those area’s and I have never been stabbed or mugged or anything else. Maybe try exploring Grimsby a bit. Everywhere has chavs and rough areas, but you are so blinded that that is all you see. The bad stuff. Try looking at the kids working their arses of to get out of here or the single mums trying their best to provide for their kid’s. I’m not saying everyone is perfect in Grimsby, or even that everyone wants to do something with their life other than sitting around drinking cheap cider all day, far from it, all I’m saying is try seeing the world through someone else’s eyes for a change instead of judging everything. So either man up and get used to Grimsby and accept it has it’s good points as well or f**k off to another town that will be just as chavvy.
i agree with nearly everything you said there, but not all of grimsby is a shithole, places on the outskirts like healing and scartho arent bad places to live in, there are two schools that stand out above the rest of the shitty ones in grimsby, healing and tollbar, but yeah this place is still shit
you lying bastard
Grimsby is f**king great!
Grimsby is a shit shit shit hole and a f**king drugged up load of twats Am from Nottingham ,Thought that was bad until i come here.PLEASE PLEASE buy my house. so i can f**k off out of it.
Think you live in ‘coo coo land’, it’s called Tollbar Academy I went there too
, it used to be 100% but it is now lower, but the results are still very good and is in the top 13 schools in the country including private schools.
http://www.tollbarbec.co.uk/examresults/
To the operator of this site,please remove the untrue items under J Mcbride on your South Oxhey site,as this is causing my children to be bullied.If not I will also seek legal advice,I hope it wont come to that,thanks.
You are wrong to stereotype that every person in Grimsby is a chav. Yes, Grimsby is run down, and many of the teenagers here have no aspirations, but there are also many very hardworking people here. I have lived in Grimsby all of my life (17 years) and I think that you are wrong to claim that nobody here is intelligent. For example, in my GCSEs I gained 8 A*s and 5 As, and in my AS Levels I got 4 As in maths, chemistry, physics and history. This isn’t unusual in Grimsby. The secondary school that I went to has a 100% 5A*-C pass rate at GCSE, and it is only a state school. Unfortunately many people currently on benefits don’t see the need to work for their future, but that is the fault of a nanny state, who has given too much and made idle people not feel the need to work. People like this, who don’t see the need to work if they can sign on instead, are everywhere – it is not only Grimsby that has caused this, and moving away from Grimsby will only mean moving to another town similar. That or moving to a nice little village in the countryside where all that there is to do at the weekend is look at some sheep or mow the lawn.
pah… id love to see the school in Grimsby with a 100% a* – c rating… i think you live in coo coo land mate…
Aye Grimsby, as all places, contains some decent folk… like our good old goody two shoes Josy up top…
unfortunately however…. you take a wander through freshney place on a saturday afternoon and you will find that 90% of people between the ages of 12 and 45 are tracksuit wearing touting tools…
and thats without wandering around the city hall of an eve…
Im sure Little Josy loves Grimsby.. however being an A* student and 17 ….. probably sheilds you very nicely in your New Waltham pony pad, from what actually happens when the sun goes down…