I cannot believe that this sorry excuse of a town hasn’t been mentioned on here already.  With a population of around 7,000 people its no wonder they turn to a life of chavism! The town is on the outskirts of Exeter, its made up of wannabe chavs and chavettes. everyone sleeps with everyone, the women just have kids and did I mention that they seem to all sleep with their mothers, brothers, sisters etc.The worrying thing must be for the people of Exeter, cos these chavs are moving onto their patch.

Next you have the little boys with their suped up ‘Novas’ and racing around with their baseball caps on and tops off giving shit to people as they walk by. Nothing is safe unless its nailed down and then the scum manage to still find a way to nick it. Everyone knows everyone and its like an open house invitation cos noone knocks they  just walk right in. The highlight of the week is the karaoke hosted in the swan by some fat bird who clearly needs to stop singing and start exercising.

They all seem to love fighting, but never with their hands they always hide behind weapons, or blame the 13 year old down the road.

All in all a miserable chavy run down excuse for what could be a nice place.

Oh, if you want to fit in with the ‘local chavs’ just remember to call it Kirtonville, you mightfeel more at home.

Marldon the small village that connects torbay together in this small village there is an access to totnes(not so chavvy) torquay(oh f**king hell!) and paignton(way to close to the emo’s) in this village there is the infamous marldon massive you know the 4’3 shits that say init and tag swings and break telephone boxes haha lol…. no! anyway here you don’t really want to comeout of youre house after 8 becasue they will be waltzing around in there big armed fashion looking for trouble you don’t see much of chavs in marldon but when you do theyr’e not gonna be freindly the most common places to find them is the field at the new estates the tunnel where they tag and where so many people have edited theyre name (who can resist) (not me) and who could forget theyr’e sanctuary the park by the church all they do theyre is sit on theyre little horse toys and drink foster make it look cool and post it on bebo i mean what the hell anyway thats marldon the neighbouring village to some of the most corrupt towns in the south west .

Tamerton Foliot is a small village near two of the chaviest areas in Plymouth; Southway and Whitleigh.  Unfortunatetly as the infestation grows around it, it has started growing into it.  I have lived there for about 7 to 8 years, and i remember the days when i used to be able to walk up to the school for scouts (about an 8 minute walk) without a worry in the world.  A couple of waves here and there from those you knew.  There is also a lovely annual carnival.

Though today chavs have bred and thrived within it.  When i attempt to walk to the school, or near it, they are everywhere.  First there are three pubs in close proximity and there is usually a couple of young pale faced puffter chavs attempting to get alcohol and if it is match day there are loud abusive chants.  Next is the post office.  A couple of these skinny ones are outside waiting for the 16 year old mate to get them some fags.  Inside chavettes flock the magazines and sweets, stealing anything possible.  Also they tend to eye up and giggle anything on legs that enters (even to the extent of following you on your daily business when you clearly ignore them).  The staff are dimwitted but normal citizens.  Unfortunately this is a recipe for disaster with the chavs.

Shop assistant: ‘Thats ur’
Chav: ‘Whut Lloyd? No I aint fockin gettin you any fags’
Shop assistant: ‘one pound eighty-three pence’
Chav: ’A'ight bay’
(hands over cash walks out)

Now quite often they under pay or over pay due to lack of intelligence, then come back an hour later complaining about the money.  The shop assistant didnt take any notice and argues back.  Thus ending with a banned chav that now waits outside for his mates to buy his stuff.  Consequently the shop is now more menacing to walk by…

Having passed chavy gimps on bicycles or the ones outside the chinese, avoiding glances before the big groups of 20 + decide you are threatening them, you get to the school.  On the roof, in the field or on the playground they are playing, screwing, scrapping or abusing themselves with drugs.  Then during all the parts of the scout group evening (beavers 6-8 years, cubs 8-10, scouts 10-14) they are sad enough to press their faces against the glass and watch.  About 2 hours later they might rip their face off of it and shout a few rude words or make abusive gestures. Two minutes later they go off to a park where they screw chavettes or each other.

Though one nice thing thats happened is the police rounds.  Now there are 2 policewoman and a policeman that walk about Tamerton, splitting up the crews, stopping the assualts and fining the lads that are buying fags or alcohol.  So maybe one day they might back off, or surely they will just keep growing like in keyham or north prospect.