Having lived in this seemingly peaceful & quaint seaside town all my life it seems like a relaxing place to live.  However, & obviously, there is another side to this story.

The Ramsgate tourist board pride itself on having a Royal Harbour.  So.  Who the f**k wants to see it? Essentially it’s just a just a place where boats park.  Occasionally, ferries go to Oostende & Dunkirk.  Who’s going on these ferries when there only a 20 minute drive & a channel tunnel journey away from Calais where the Utopia of cheap fags & booze awaits.  It’s the only town in the World who’s appearance is made more attractive by an off shore windfarm, which to be honest, in most places are an eyesore & essentially just lampposts with the Mercedes logo spinning from them.

Now the town centre itself.  I feel the best way to describe it, is imagine an Olympic Village.  No the inhabitants aren’t at the peak of physical fitness, instead there are lots of people wearing tracksuits, who can barely speak English.  Most of them have also perfected the Manchester monkey walk with their Doberman’s on a leach made out of a chain link fence stolen from a car park of a furniture store warehouse.

It is such a bad place to live now, that when the cannabis farms in the town were destroyed by the Police, it must have left a gaping hole in our local economy so deep it is beyond ever recovering.  You will often see market stalls set up in the middle of the town centre which makes it impossible to cut a wide berth when you see someone coming up to you & trying to sell you stolen second hand goods at a largely inflated price, of which they refer to as a ‘pwopper bargain mate’.  With the amount of different stuff on sale, from beach towels to alarm clocks, it is literally a convention for ‘Jack’s of all trades. Masters of f**k all’.

The only good thing about the town centre was Woolworths.  It’s not there anymore.  Infact the contributing factor to Woolworths going out of business was probably because the chavs of the town, which there are many, stole so much stuff they were running at a loss for the entire company nationwide.

The Newington Estate is a great example, of how the benefits system has failed the tax payers of Great Britain.   It’s a good thing the Jeremy Kyle studio is in Manchester or they would just have people turning up from here all the time.  I have frequently visited this estate & on a couple of occasions I’ve seen cars on fire in the street.  I must say that not all people from here are scum, but the ones who are, are the worst type of scum.  You know, the sort that never work or want to work, have children at 14, have their hair pulled back so much that a cheap alternative to Botox has been created, drop out of school relying on decent people to support their alcohol & drug problems.  Yeah, that type of scum, who if you ask to go f**k themselves, they may give it a try.

The night life isn’t that great either, although there are many different nightclubs & pubs with most of them having free entry.  I will use only one example to make my point. The Sovereign night club.  Most nights, at least two lads will have a fight or an argument outside, where the rest of the public (including myself) just watch on as a sick form of entertainment, might aswell though, inside the music is rubbish, the TV’s just show Sky Sports News on it’s ever boring loop & no one can afford the drinks.   Then when your leaving the clubs & maybe fancy a thing to eat, you may get assaulted in a kebab shop like I was once. This twat said he slipped on the carpet & bumped into me ‘by accident’ when instead he punched me in the back of the head & pushed me into the glass display where my elbow was cut, although the punch was pretty weak & he is probably a heroin junkie.

This town used to be good, as was Margate, in being popular seaside towns for many tourists but most of the people that have moved from suburbs in London have turned it into an urban wasteland.  I am actually surprised that the suicide rate for this town isn’t higher than that at Beachy Head as it’s so morbidly a depressing place to live now.  I’m not denying that some parts of it are good, i.e. most of the westcliff is pleasant, usually clean parks, good views of the sea (although some days you can clearly see France) & the beach, but now it is the only place in the world where a tuxedo & a shell suit are the considered the same thing.

I am recommending immediate evacuation from here for the decent citizens, maybe Canterbury & maybe further beyond.  Then maybe the 10,000 artillery shells it deserves to have levelled at it will commence.  To some up how rubbish it is here, there’s a verse about it in ‘The Thanet Anthem’, search it in YouTube & it will give an indication as to what I’m going on about.

Having the town of Deal appear on this site at all is laughable and what a sad individual it must take to deride any aspect of such a pleasant and historic town if he or she lived here or knew it well.  Jog on and leave us to enjoy the place.  Just learning how to use a forum are we?  Too bad you didn’t learn to spell.

This is the second time i have posted this, but the first was in reply to a faversham thread, however i did not think irt would get enough people reading it, if anyone wishes to send me a message saying how wrong i am, how obviously unintelligent i am not to realise that these people you’ve never spoken to to or know anything about are really the scum of the earth or anything else please feel free, i am going to go answer the door now to my friend Nathan, who is probably drinking a can or beer and smoking a roll up, and yes he probably is wearing his prison issue shoes and TN hat, I think he is probably bruised and battered from a fight he got into last night, i think he’s here to get teh recipe for rockcakes off my mum and for me to help him with his reading.

I think that you are all making yourself look completely ignorant and vile by the way you stereotype and judge these people.
Everything that has been said has been completely exagerated and im disgusted with how people make faversham and its population look when i doubt a single one of you have ever even talked to any of these “chavs”.
I am 17 and I come from faversham and am probably friends with most of these peopel you are talking about, probably some of the “worse” ones, the druggies and car theives and such like.
Do you have any idea of the backgrounds some of these people come from? Or would that just be another point of riducule? That these kids have grown up in care or have been abused? Funny isnt it?
Now I’m someone who’s grown up in a background of festivals Bob Dylan and The Small Faces, however that does not make me a snob to any of those that you may consider “The lower class of citizen”
I’m utterly appalled that people could be so vilely judgemental!
I agree that some of these people can be as bad a you say, but that does not mean to tar them with all the same brushes, what about the christian “geeks” that turn around to my gay best friend and tell him he will end up in hell? Something which me “chavvy” frinds would never dream of doing.
Yes you say they will shout at you in the street, but you seem to be the kind of people that walk past and give us a dirty look, which beleive me is never appreciated.

All my friends are welcome in my house, whether they are wearing a cheap nike hoody and are drinking cheap beer and have their eyebrows peirced, or they are flamboyantly gay and are listening to Madonna. Or they are bedecked entirly in black and have Job For A Cowboy on their Ipods.
Now in your little world this must mak no sense whatso ever, that a so called “chav” would even consider being friends with a homosexual and a heavy metal fanatic?
But this is because you do not know these people in the slightest.
Yes they’ve been in prison, yes they get into fights, but that doesnt stop them being the loyalist of friends, people that will see my mother in the street and help her carry her shopping home, these people who you judge that have had battered childhoods that the school system and adults have given up on are actually still people.
So please next time you think about reaching out your filthy tar brush to stain people you dont even know, think about the 15 year old in his adidas hoody and fake burberry wearing big gold rings carrying a empty can of beer sitting next to me on my sofa watching loose women with me an my mum and eating a cake him and my other mates had just helping my mum make.