Well what can i say, they’ve taken over, the townies/chavsters now rule the once quiet little town of Uxbridge. They gather (in a similar, well exact actually, fashion to flys around a steaming pile of you know what) around several specific “wicked hang out joints” which include the chavvy jewellery stores, the chav section of HMV and for some odd reason, Mc Donalds or “Maccy D’s” (God help us…).
They tend to congregate in large chavvy numbers to share their deep intellectual thoughts and theories on relevant issues such as the price of the latest nike trainers (the more expensive the better apparently) and whether their ears will b left permanently stretched by the collossal weight of their worthless 9 carrot gold twisted hoop earrings with little balls attatched to them.
I wish the chavs would just return back to whichever dark and horrific place they crawled out of and spare the normal people of Uxbridge from having to endure their insect-like, annoying existence.
That is al I have to say on the subject, except perhaps, BLAARGH!!!
When someone say Twickenham the mind usually counjours up images of triumphant victories at rugby or walks by the thames or a nice place to retire.
f**king Bollocks!
I have had the misfrtune of living in a really nice area of Twickenham for the past year however my life still gets invaded by the likes of the chav!
Here are 3 Reasons why twickenham is full of chave cunts!
1. THE GEORGE – possibly the biggest chav magnet in the town, friday and saturday night will leave you with nothing more than an empty wallet and a broken nose. The chavs that are in here are of a specific variety. Thay all work in their shitty 9 to fives all week then come out on a saturday eve, ralph and tommied up brandished thier bulging wallets and trophy wives. I have spent countless nights in here in the hope that it will improve. I genarally fear getting ym head kicked in here! no fuxking joke
2. THE HOB GOBLIN – Traditionally known as being a pub for the”rockers” this place has now been over run by chavs, however a different calibur – these are your 18 – 25 year old chavs who adhear to the burburry, schott, rebock and von dutch. Thay have a budget of around £20 on a saturday night and intend to get as shitfaced as possible. The bouncers here are shit and seem most of the time to be in collusion with the chavs.
3. THE SORTING ROOMS – now i’m sure you have seen these places before, they are owned by weatherspoons and are marketed purely at the chav nation. “wetherspoons with music” i like to describe them. In their defence these places are quite nice untill arounf 7pm when the chav population descvend on this once quiet town. This is the place for twickenhams a-list chav – the guys and girls who might earn a decent wage hoever cannot be bother to drag their arses out of the depths of scumville.
Please help me here people ..who agrees?
Have you ever been to Feltham?
If you havnt then dont even think about it.
Feltham in my opinion is one of the worst chaviest places i have ever had the misfortune of visiting.
It has all the usual landmarks of a chavtown, ALDI,LIDL,Feltham sports with only every variety of Reebok classics on display with a special offer sign outside.
Feltham pond has kids bunking off school fishing around it, its a pond with no free flow water and Hounslow council will not put fish in the pond,probably catch a few diseases there though.
Their building what they call luxury apartments for stupid prices for the area which will surely be advertised to all of London,un suspecting people will raise massive mortgages only to find they have moved to a living hell hole.
I reckon that if they all sell, atleats three quarters will be up for rent in six months when the residents find out what its like to live in Feltham.
It has the worst young offenders institute on record with its radio station.
Various garage videos have been made there by the likes of So Solid Crew,i thought they lived on the roughest estate in the UK, why then do a video using Feltham,was theres not quite so appealing then.
Multi complex where the police actually wait in cars as its not worth awaiting the usual calls for assistance.
Really nice place if you decide to have something to eat, about 7.30 you see the usual blue lights and sirens rush past.
Bowling alley and arcade centre are the hangouts for all ages of chavs, especially around the dancing games.
Sports bar with singing on a sunday night and about six bouncers every weekend night-only holds about 100 people.
Never mind bumfights, for chavfights come to the waterside gardens of sunny Brentford, home of Brentford FC and more burberry caps than are strictly necessary….
Brentford, Middlesex, is a riverside town well known for its Arts Centre, a football team, a number of pubs, a legendary Griffin, and being the former home of the writer Robert Rankin, who recently said he wouldn’t live there now.
On a recent visit I could see why he wouldn’t.
The riverside path was infested by a large group of chavs, both sexes, all clutching lager tins and arguing very loudly about something, the kind of argument that could turn very nasty and you don’t want to be there when it does.
Later on I went into the council estate bit of Brentford and wished I hadn’t. Chavs and neds were on every corner: the knockoff sportsgear, the vulgar jewelery, the baseball caps, some even in the Burberry check, and of course the perennial favourite: unhealthy-looking teenage couples snogging frantically in driveways. All this in mid-afternoon, I add.
I pedalled swiftly away to the relative safety of the extremely grotty Brentford High Street. Brentford is supposed to be up and coming – all I can detect is some very ugly new developments along the Kew Bridge Road, the flattening of the Plough pub for yet another development, and a terrible chav infestation.