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Sutton

Posted on: June 13th, 2011 by KarKid123 10 Comments

The other reviews about Sutton seem to have been written by teenagers who have had poor personal experiences of living in Sutton- they have not given a true and fair idea of what the place is actually like; quite the reverse! In fact, it is generally a very pleasant town within Greater London on the edge of Surrey, about ten miles from the centre of London. It has very low crime levels compared with most areas of London, with serious crime very low – in fact, out of the 33 London boroughs, only two have better (i.e. lower) crime figures. The only concern of any significance is low-level disorderly conduct, and this maybe what the other reviews are picking up on. However, the reality is that this is a well established middle-class suburb, within easy commuting distance of the city. The main High Street has many up-market shops, bars and restaurants such as a really nice branch of Waterstones, the UK’s first ever All Bar One and a branch of a small chain of four really good French restaurants run by the celebrity chef, Malcolm John – it’s called Brasserie Vacherin. Also the area is home to some of the best grammar schools in Britain, including Sutton Grammar School for Boys and Wilson’s. Last but not least, culture- vultures will be pleased about the two theatres, the Secombe centre in the centre of town and the Charles Cryer theatre in neighbouring village, Carshalton, a mile down the road. All in all, a very pleasant spot and well worth moving to!

Rating: 10.0/10 (1 vote cast)

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Manor Park, London E7 – E12.

Posted on: April 17th, 2011 by Barry Champlain 12 Comments

Entirely blocked from spreading to the North by the unassailable respectability of Wanstead, and prevented from expansion to the East, by half-decent Ilford and to the West by up-coming Stratford, lies the stagnant pool of liquified shit that is Manor Park.

Manor Park. A shithole that is so wretched, it even makes Forest Gate seem charming.

A complete eyesore, Manor Park is nothing but a living dumping ground.

Romford Road scythes through it on the way out of London and represents the only element on any value in the landscape as it’s some kind of road out of there – which is all it’s used for, apart from being a speed-record proving ground for every Asian boy-racer.

For everyone else, it must be torture to have the landscape dominated by that trunk road as “Out” is the last place any of them are going in a hurry.

The place abounds with shambling losers, wastes, the aged and the dumb – and broken-english speaking refugees and dodgers of every race, colour and creed. A hovel and a ghetto at the same time. Failure hangs over the place so heavily you can taste it. Everyone else tastes it too, judging by the big gobbets of phlegm you can see gobbed out on the pavement every ten paces – the different colours inside of it are something to look, I suppose: street art.

Pound shops and take-aways are what there are plenty of – they almost outnumber the benefit-scroungers that populated the dump.

The Lumiere Building residential conversion made a proud and bold attempt to make itself an outpost of aesthetic modernism in advance of the regeneration of Stratford 2 miles up the road. It was a breathless attempt to attract some people with some kind of profession and regular wage into the area. It was always doomed – it’s all just a bit too far from the action. When anyone with an upbringing of any value, or the slightest splinter of intelligence got sick of living in an ivory tower that happened to be in the middle of a sewer – and when even off-street gated parking and the fact they bought cheap weren’t enough to take the feeling of sinking into a bath of shit out of coming home – Owners sold up quick smart, the Council bought – and so the Wastes, Chavs and Tenants moved in to stink up the place with their foul breath and worse habits. Now there are washing lines strung behind it’s panoramic windows, condoms litter the stairwells and piss-stained mattresses block the refuse area.

The Tesco-metro next door is like Precinct 13. God bless Tesco. Just go to Manor Park and imagine that store not being there – you’re left with a bleak stinking waste with the musty and shabby and useless Army & Navy Stores straddling the junction up the road, selling tat to the poor, fishermen and door-staff…

Manor Park – the most complete and irredeemable shithole in London.

Rating: 9.3/10 (4 votes cast)

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Elm Park (East London)

Posted on: February 2nd, 2011 by chavtaaanz 13 Comments

Elm Park is a town in East London, in the London Borough of Havering. The town’s station is on the District Line of the London Underground in between Hornchurch and Dagenham East. I have moved to a small flat here from nearby Barking. My old neighbours from Barking are black and I still keep in touch with them as I happen to be good friends with them and still enjoy a good chat. However, I have recently been having to return to Barking to visit them instead as the local gangs of Elm Park that hang around that do not share the same opinions on ethnic people as I do, and my old neighbours have experienced racial ”bullying” on more than one occasion on their way home, in turn, feeling “frightened” to visit me which I find rather upsetting.

The simple way I find to describe an “Elm Parker” is as one of my other friends put it, “Cockney, loud, racist, BNP and West Ham United” – need I say more? Elm Park is definitely a town of decline. All the streets in this town from Elms Farm Road, Rosebank Avenue to Dunningford Close, Carnforth Gardens to Elm Park Avenue, Warren Drive and Diban Court (where I live) and of course ”Elm Park Hill” (what the entire town seems to be famous for – otherwise known as “East London’s Takeaway Central” where all the scum from surrounding roads mentioned seem to hang around) – i’l be leaving soon, for more reasons than one. Even as you journey into London as you go through Elm Park it is the first station where you can spot graffiti. Not only this but it is also the first station in London to have the need of classical music being played in order to try and stop the local hooligans from hanging around causing havoc on top of “The Hill” (which actually happens to be a BRIDGE????)

My ambition is to move to somewhere further out of London when I can get some money together – I want to get out of this dive.

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North Cheam

Posted on: October 1st, 2010 by bumhulio 7 Comments

Where to start with north cheam….hmm. first off let me start by saying that i spent the first ten years of my life growing up here in the early eighties, playing on the road with my friends after school etc etc and it was a generally nice place. Something has gone seriously wrong with this town! I Drive through the area nearly every day on the way to work in kingston and the first thing i get reminded of are the scenes from robocop were there are burnt out, derelict buildings etc etc and gangs hanging around left, right and centre. lets start with the biggest building in the town, the dirty office building from the stone-age which has the queen vic pub behind it (shut down and boarded up) and every other shop below it closed as-well theres about 6 in total. the only reason they haven’t knocked it down is because of the shitty betting shop which is still holding out, of course this will never close because of the customers that go in there are 90% dole scroungers who have never worked a day in their life and spending it all on their betting. So the building will never get knocked down and main part of north cheam looks like a war zone. then there’s the carpet right building next to the closed down woolies which was set on fire months ago and is still boarded up. speaking from some one who has actually been in war torn countries you could honestly mistake that whole area as somewhere out of Kosovo or somewhere very similar. then moving on from there you have the local mac’ds which is a major hang around for all the Virus turd wipes in there tracksuits and nike hats and diamonds hanging out of there ears which look bigger then the ones on my chandelier in my house, who will try to start on you whilst being completly unprovoked because you looked at them!. Not to mention the more advanced version of this virus the so called “boy racer” in his 1.0 VX corsa with an Exhaust that is bigger then a drainpipe! who tears it up and burns out the tyres on the asphalt. Then almost opposite you have the poormans pub (weatherspoons) which is full of either underage pregnant girls or Steroid taking thugs who wear t-shirts that are two times to small! theres never any mix. moving down heading in to Stonecot isn’t so bad and begins to look more like a developed country! although there is a housing estate down there which is a spawning ground for all that is wrong with this country!. If i could have one area to be demolished and properly sorted out it would be north cheam! it used to be such a great place full of childhood memories and now its a dive! and if u don’t believe me about the war torn part then take a drive through and see for your selfs, just remember to lock the doors.

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Bexleyheath (Gone to the Dogs or what?)

Posted on: March 27th, 2009 by admin 7 Comments

Bexleyheath has changed in the last 20 years. When I moved into the area in 1983, it was a nice middle-class type of area. However, since the stupid Bexley Council allowed all those pubs etc to the Broadway area, it has gone downhill faster than the Labour Goverment popularity polls. It has attracted the scum from Lewisham and elsewhere which has resulted in excessive violence and drunken behaviour on Friday and Saturday nights. Getting divorced over 6 years ago did me the best favour in life. I left Bexleyheath. My chavvy ex-wife still lives in Bexleyheath. The men of the town are welcome to her.

The nice areas of the town, e.g. around the Pantiles etc were nice areas to live in. Since the Lewisham lot managed to buy houses there, it als went downhill so fast. Thank God I moved 100 miles away to a much more pleasant area similar to what bexleyheath once was like, all those years ago. I just hope my sons see the light and leave Dodge City!

Rating: 9.6/10 (10 votes cast)

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