Chavtowns – Britain's worst places to live!

Bradford, West Yorkshire. Population 501,700 (the vast majority of which are chavs, Asian drug dealers and partially disabled alcoholics on benefits). Unfortunately, there doesn’t seem to be enough words available in the English language to emphasise what a complete and utter fucking shit-hole this place really is.

Apparently Bradford is the sixth largest city in the country, in terms of population, and was nominated for European City of Culture in 2008. Located just a few miles south of Ilkley Moor and the Bronte country, with its apparently diverse culture and industrial heritage, outsiders may be forgiven for thinking that Bradford might be a nice or interesting place to visit. “Why don’t we pop over to Bradford and have a trip to the National Media Museum Marjory?”

Don’t fucking bother!

Bradford is literally hell on earth. The city centre resembles a squalid cess pit, full of monstrous partially demolished 60′s concrete office blocks, Pound shops, amusement arcades, prostitutes, heroin addicts, Eastern European car-jackers, Asian drug dealers, pre-pubescent mums and mad alcoholic tramps having arguments with themselves. It needs to be blown off the face of the earth. There is NOTHING good about Bradford.

Dare to use public transport around the Interchange and you will inevitably get stabbed. Venture a mile or so out of the city centre (if you dare) and things don’t improve one bit. The area of Manningham (famous for some of Britains worst ever riots in 2001) resembles a third-world war zone. Listerhills, with it’s derelict crumbling mills and huge selection of emaciated, smack riddled whores wandering the streets, even in broad day light, is literally a no-go area, whilst Great Horton, Frizinghall and Thornbury offer nothing but row upon row of run-down or boarded up terraced houses, where you’ll struggle to find anybody at all who speaks English. Venture a couple miles North to Shipley and be confronted by a population of uber-chavs who reside on notorious council estates such as Windhill and West Royd. These cider swilling, wizz snorting, tracksuit wearing monsters are truly dangerous people, who will no doubt “kick t’ fuck out o’ yer” if you even glance in their direction. Set eyes on the architectural ogre of Shipley clock tower and you will no doubt require some sort of counselling.

Bradford: A City of Extremes. Extreme violent crime, sexual crime, murder, burglary, drug abuse, unemployment etc. etc.

Apparently Bradford Council is now slashing its workforce by 20% to enable funding of the construction of a huge pond in the city centre. Great work! This will no doubt be full of supermarket trolleys, traffic cones, syringes and dead pissed-up tramps within minutes of opening.

As if Bradford’s reputation hadn’t been tarnished enough over the last 30 years, it now boasts another famous serial killer to bolster further it’s image as the true infected arse-hole of the UK.

Bradford………Avoid it

Knaresborough a calm market town in the heart of yorkshire has now been invaded!

The little scumbags know as chavs like to hangout outside Jacksons next to the bus stop wearing tracksuits, but do not be worried all is not lost, YET as theses are only little chavs who give abuse to passers by and commit minor inconviences but the problem will grow if they are allowed to grow into older chavs.
The majority of older chavs come on night trips from harrogate or starbeck hoping to find 1 small person who they can mug when theres probly a group of 10 of them.

HELP!

Im sorry but reading the stories you people obviously over reacted. Try coming to a place thats roughly half way between liverpool & manchester ans see the scummy overflow there. In Newton if you leave your house after the local schools finish you will most probably be accosted by some little 12 year old gypsy/chav cunt gang and assailed by constant shouts of “giz a ciggie or ill spark ye meyyyt” untill you either relent and give them said cigarette or if you dont smoke, flee at high speeds. At night if you live anywhere near a secluded area like a park or coverd waste ground be sure to be kept awake by illiterate screaming and violent, drunken shouting who head there with their 3 liters of cheap cider to avoid our non existant police force. Of course the older ones who can get into pubs and clubs frequent all the market side pubs untill chucking out time wherer they enter the local nightclub till 4 am then stab someone, piss on a car, brick a window and steal various roadsigns to put on their bedroom door at the mums house. These “people” need fucking shooting they wander around litering, making the town look worse than it already does, shouting there ignorant ill justified opinions at the top of their lungs, poluting my air with combinations of sweat, blood, burberry aftershite and cigarette smoke. Acting all cool and hard going on little rants about how “uuhhhh yerr forinuhhs are uh tekin ar jobs mayyt vats yyy uuu cudnt get a job at maccys.” yeah sure… or maybe your sutch a useless piece of shit that not even a place where all u have to do  is scoop chips into a paper bag and hand people a burger would employ you you worthless pieces of dogshit.  Lets hope they all die in a fire

Meadowhall is a shopping centre on the Sheffield/Rotherham boarder built in 1989 on an old steelworks site.  It got flooded in the big floods of 2007 and it was the happiest day of my life.  Unfourtunately they made the mistake of fixing it back up and the place is bigger and chavvier than before!  Basically it’s like a dangerous experiment.  Heres the equation:

“big ass shopping centre + every shop and take away restaurant you can think of + cinema + Sheffield chavs + Doncaster chavs + Barnsley chavs + Rotherham chavs = MEADOWHALL”

So yes, the place is horrible.  It’s an experience like no other!  It’s like one massive church built as a dedication to chav shopping.  Once you get over the bridge there is no escape!  It’s always packed and every day is like a saturday.  Oh the Christmas rush? You don’t even want to know!  Stepping into the place is like stepping into a massive clautrophobic greenhouse with a load of chavs in it.  If you’ve been you’ll know what i’m talking about because it’s as hot at the layers of hell!  God when you come here you’re guaranteed to come out fried!

Doncaster and Rotherham chavs will make the pilgrimage on the X78 bus
to Meadowhall at least one every month with the mission of beating up
some Sheffield chavs, stealing some trainers from Foot Locker and
pulling some “birds” in the Oasis.  Another reason for the pilgrimage is to visit the mother of all Primarks in South Yorkshire.  This place is absolutely huge and is the unnofficial main hub of all the charvery in Meadowhall.  Full of knuckle draggers and chav mums going apeshit over tacky £1 t-shirts and horrible £4 jeans.

After a busy day of shoplifting, going apeshit over Primark clothes, beating up chavs from every part of S Yorks there is no place better to go than the Oasis.  It’s a massive foodcourt with everything a chav could want.  A KFC, Maccy D’s, papershop, nandos, chippy, chinese, indian, jacket spuds, pub, cinema and creche all in one circle!  And in the middle is a massive TV.  Oh if the Royle Family could choose a paradise then this would be it.

So please avoid the place.  Think what you’re getting yourself into before you venture to the end of the tram line!

keighley Centre while the chavette gets her 3″ diameter hooped earings from Lucy Lockets and lad gets his PAYG £5 topup in’t Car Phone Warehouse. They’ll be Grandmother chav, Tina (32 yrs) queuing up at the postie on Ivegate, with a fag in hand and a giro / disability benifit burning a hole in her bum bag, with her baby grandaughter chavster ,Kay-liegh, in her arms, because mother chav Kylie (14 yrs) is on the estate doing her community rehabilitation order.
15 year old ChavDad Kyle will be hard at work in Cash Converters on Westgate bartering for best price on his 5 DVD players, 2 XBOX’s and a playstation 2 from last night’s burglarys **allegedly** (Cash Converters are a fine law abiding company that does not buy stolen goods. However many people could argue that they profit off the very poorest members of society who frequently need to pawn their few meagre possessions to survive. Such activity is not illegal, just totally morally reprehensible in my view. They may also do a lot of great work for Charity. However I’m sure Cash Converters will argue that this form of ‘corporate social responsibility’ is not a cheap publicity exercise to divert peoples attention away from what some people could describe as their unsavoury core business operation. – Chavtowns Webmaster). Nobody can say bradford isn’t diverse, here in bradford, we even have wannabe asian chav’s who have to take things one step further with compulsary golden tooth, flashing keypad nokia phones ( x 2, one for mum, and other for deals), and ‘F’ reg Honda Civic, “twin cam turbo mate init” with go slower UV tubes underneath.
Of course they wont be hanging around outside Arndale Centre, prefering to sit 4 a breast in their Civics comparing sovereign rings and psudo jamaican gangser accents. One of the scariest things about keighleyis that you cannot tell when the gypo’s have moved into town, as they blend seemlessly into the chavettes pushing their car boot prams about town between New Look and the bus station, except for the obvious lack of common Bradford/kweighley accent. So why delay visit bradford/keighley today! unless you are to scared to bye the way dont go in braken bank/staveley road as there are always loads  chav their telling ya to fuck off and loads of shit.ya dnt wonna mess with them police are owt aswell..now thats why keighleys a chav town.there are lots of schools in keighley theres oakbank,holy family,and greenhead.greenhead has asian chavs but oakbank is the worst out of lot of them smoking,boozing drugs all time and police dont even no…lol