Spondon has long been the fortress of Derby to the chav mongrols, but is slowly being taken over by the chav scurge. Spondon is an odd place, as half of the suburb is a stinking shit hole of a council estate – with such delights as plastic garden ornaments on roofs (perferably from argos) and an accumulated IQ of 0.5. However, the other half is generally a nice place apart from certain hotspots of chav activity.

One of these places is Brunswood park – a favourate for the chav filth to drink what can only be described as alcohol flavoured lemonade in a suspicious light green bottle. The pathetic park equipment is broken at least twice a day and the kerbs of the surrounding streets are heavily occupied by chavs (please note to watch your step in these areas as various bodily liquids can be found underfoot). This is made worse by the local corner shop (predictably owned by indians who would snap your hand off for half a piece of dung), which acts as the focal point for chavs – one of the best sitting areas being the bin outside very much like flies around shit. When walking past this shop, be prepared to be stared at by some inferior chavlings who look in every direction but eachother.

The policing in the area is also very chav-supporting – having a good laugh with the pits of society while ignoring their various crimes in the process.

I highly recommend the precint (a line of dilapidated shops) if your looking for a quick shag behind the post office (the earlier your preggers the better!).

Well Heanor where do I start it is an old market town which use to have a thriving community it once had a market that filled the whole town centre up but now theres just a few frames of stalls, a butchers van and a jacket potato stand this is the perfect hang out for the chav as its got something to climb on, benches, a source of food and a man to terorise but this isnt all of it across the streat from the market are the towns main takeaways Dominos pizza Crest of the wave chip shop and Uk fried chicken well here is a description of the three main takeaways ( there are around 20 alltogether and the population is only 23000)

Domminos pizza
This is the newest “corporation” in Heanor after tesco, gregs, aldi,instore and home bargains all chav favourites you may note Domminos has provided jobs for some chavs who want to get free pizza or are forced to for work there by the judge (allegedly*). I have to say they do make a good pizza there.

Crest of the wave ship shop

Well there are two sections in this “Restuarnt” the take away section where all the chavs come in to collect there sunday lunch and the back sit down area where familys and old people come to have a traditional meal of fish and chips its a realy nice place to go for your dinner but it burnt down recently all the police are saying is suspicious (allegedly*), so a chav probably petrol bombed it or chucked a spliff at we just dont know all we know is that its the second building on that sterat to burn down recently, the last place was knock of ghetto other wise know as the cossy market (which is becoming a william hill bookies so now within 50 metrers of each other a william hill, ladbrokes and betfred)

Uk fried chicken

As far as I know this is the chavs favourite hang out as it does fast food cheaply the chavs go in call the foreign owners nasty racist names then leave with the food they’ve prepared it makes no sense to me.

Most of the chavs in heanor are aged between 2 – 40 bellow that age of 2 the children arent alowed out on the streets yet to young YES I have seen toddlers drinking on streat corners at around 10 at night this normaly happens in langley mill which is also on chav towns. Most people now only live to 40 in this area after this they pay to move to spain with money they’ve made dealing drugs or got from insurance fraud.
At the age of 14 you will be able to be served at the que sara pub even younger if your a girl with long blonde hair with big breasts (allegedly*).
Most of the drug dealers are located on Ray streat in the dilapidated victorian terraces you will either have to go to the rays arms beer garden or go to the dealers house your selve.
There are two main gangs in Heaner the HTC (heanor town crew) and the LMC langley mill crew  these two gangs are rivels and spray paint shoddy tags all over town even in the Country park most are out of control scholl kids from the local schools Aldercar community languge college and Heanor gate science college.
The worse place in heanor from personal experience is Kew cressent it is a streat with around 30 council house on it might only sound small but its as if all the problems from a full blown estate have been rammed in this little streat
it is hell on earth everyone who lives on it are extremely ugly fat and smell all women on the streat have around 7 children all with different dads. I have noticed when driving by at speed that all house have trampolines in the garden the new symbol of a council estate. Everyone on this streat knows how to grow drugs and have taken them by the time they are 8 When I was 10 we where learning about drugs in class and a boy from this street put his hand up when the teacher showed us a picture of LSD and said Ive had some of that before daddy sells it amazingly the teacher didnt do anything she looked use to it!! When I was 12  got my bike stolen on this street which is why I hate it and the dirty scum bags who live on it.
Before I stop writting there are some nice people in Heanor but not many.
PS every single teen ive come across in the schools or on the street binge drink at least twice a week even the geeks do it.

* Inserted by admin for legal reasons!

There are few places that I have visited in my life that I would describe as hell however 1 place sticks out in my mind as the most sickening place I have ever had the displeasure to visit. Its name is Tideswell. I estimate that the average IQ of the inhabitants of “the toilet of the peak district” to be around 20 and this is heavily improved by some of the few civil people who dare to try and coexist with the locals. Although I describe it as “the toilet of the peak district” it saddens me that I can not merely pull a chain and flush the current residents of this town down to the sewers with the other turds where they belong. It also sickens me to see that the younger generations coming up to this school have had their minds infested with the anti-social dribble that they follow like an unholy bible. I am thankful that finally 1 group of brave individuals has managed to break free from the grip of the chav culture that has covered this town. I’m sure that in time these tidswellians as they are called will close them selves off from the civilised world and I think that I speak on behalf of everyone that we will be glad to see the back of them. I only hope we can save the few poor souls traped in the hell hole that is Tideswell before it is to late and the inbeading begines, well continues but to a larger scale. ps the guy are sso hard here that their idea of a drive by is throwin coppers at you

What can we say about this old market town in the south of Derbyshire that hasn’t been said already?

Ilkeston should be a wonderful little town full of traditional, working class people going about their business like anyone else.  Instead what you have is a chav-infested hole of a town full of alarmingly young teenage mothers who care more about their next sexual conquest or the text message they have just recieved on their mobiles, than they do about the poor child in the filthy pushchair in front of them.  Next to these frightening, cheap gold-chain-wearing pieces of filth, there will almost always be a male chav of even more frightening proportions.  With scabs around his mouth, the obligatory white tracksuit, baseball cap (some even still wear them sideways – form your own opinions!), cheap trainers, Lambert and Butler ciggies, cans of either Carling or – if the Giro hasn’t yet come – Dr Pepper and a look on his face like a buldog chewing a wasp, he looks about as far removed from humanity as you can imagine.

The typical venue for these pieces of filth is – as always – McDonalds but they are also to be seen outside any of the shops in the town hurling abuse at anyone who is black, disabled, old, young, wears glasses, has more than one brain cell, can walk upright or who doesn’t match the above description.

Ilkeston has always been a very racist town, but it has also been a hard-working, hard-playing town full of otherwise decent people who have worked all week, received their pay on a Friday and pissed it all up the wall by Saturday night.  What Ilkeston has become over the last few years is a dumping ground of low-life scumbags who have never had and will never get a job, who scrounge off the state churning out babies just fast enough to keep the Giro and the council house.  They bite the hands that feed them by ruining the lives of those poor souls (myself included) who actually go to work to pay the taxes that are then given away by this ‘wonderful’ government to these pieces of crap so that they can further increase the population of scumbags.

But, Ilkeston suffers probably most by the fact that it has possibly the worst Council in Britain.  Corrupt and useless, the Erewash Borough Council lurch from crisis to crisis, squabbling among themselves, spending money like water on importing more and more low-lifes into Ilkeston from those surrounding areas that they are trying (in vain) to ‘clean up’.

The result of all this?  Ilkeston has become – like most of Britain – a drug-infested, chav-ridden, filthy, smelly vile hell-hole of a town where it is not safe to walk the streets in daylight, never mind after dark.  Where teenaged mothers with more children than brain cells, leech off the few decent people left.  Where you can’t walk up the high street to do some shopping without being abused, vomitted on from a second floor flat window (yes, it realy has happened), having objects thrown at you orbeing knocked over by chavs on ridiculously small bikes hurtling headlong down the hill which is the main street.

If you ride the buses you run the risk of being set on fire by the children in seat behind who have just been let out of the young offenders institution otherwise called Ilkeston School (and yes, that has happened also!), or being so traumatised by the experience that you may never set foot out of the house again.

Please, I beg of you, if you have even the slightest inclination to visit this compost heap of filth and degredation called Ilkeston, DON’T.  If there is a place that can be called ‘hell on earth’, this has to be it. My partner and I long for the day when we can not only get out of this town, but this whole country and experience some civilisation again.

This is the first time in a while I’ve looked on this disturbing site; a year or so ago I was shown images of rat-boys and other products of the welfare state. Removed from the context of their concrete surroundings they were startlingly gaunt, a comment on where we are now.
Looking again, what has most surprised me is the absence of a posting for Derby. For Derby IS Chavtown. All of its suburbs house only Chavs; one is called Chaveston for pity’s sake. Allenton, Austin Estate, Sinfin, Osmaston, merely tryping the names brings a sense of shame and a shiver of fear. These estates house people it takes special Euro-initiatives to attempt to get back to work. Meanwhile the Council sets up City Partnerships, gladhanding with local bigwigs and social worthies as they tie up corrupt little schemes ultimately at the expense of the dispossessed underclass the project was set up to help.
The Derby City Council vision is to turn the city centre into a building site which one day soon will be one of the largest enclosed floorspaces for the purchasing of tat. The derided chavs therefore are to drive the very heart of the ”City’s” economy. Many Councillors and cronies will get rich.
But Allenton, Austin and so on most definitely will not.