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Nottingham: A Jaded Residents Honest Opinion…

Posted on: November 26th, 2010 by Jaded Agoraphobic 38 Comments

f**k Nottingham it’s shit.

Come on people, is anyone seriously gonna defend Notts? I’ve lived there all my life and I don’t think I’ve ever been into town, day or night, without seeing someone being attacked or harassed, or some dregs of society having it out in the street. At night, I have to look over my shoulder to make sure I’m not gonna get jumped by:

1) Drunks looking to feel better about themselves
2) Gangs who want the meagre few quid in my pocket and my busted, shitty phone
3) Crazy people who just like attacking strangers

just because I choose to dress like a punk. The police are f**king useless, voted the worst in the country at least once. Everyone just goes barmy at the weekend cos they know the coppers will do nothing about it. I’ve been attacked on 3 separate occasions, once in broad daylight, most likely for the way I CHOOSE to dress which in any city is BULLSHIT.

Even then, Notts is so full of fuckin lunatics that even in the middle of the day, without the presence of any booze or drugs or punk clothes you have a good chance of getting into trouble. My girlfriend got followed through town on a Wednesday morning by some f**king smackhead with a dog. He claimed she owed him £80, then called her a ‘f**king bitch’ and said she was going to ‘get it’. I mean WHAT THE f**k. Any city where this shit happens on a weekday morning is a dive.

The worst thing is that Notts has the capacity to be awesome. There are loads of great people there and so much creativity and uniqueness. The street performers are some of the best in the country. We have a huge music scene for all kinds of music, the biggest genres serviced being dubstep and ska at the moment I think. We’ve got the world famous Broadway Cinema, where the UK premier of Pulp Fiction was held. There’s loads to do (if you got the money) and lots of history shit to see. We’ve got Rock City, voted the UK’s best live alternative venue for years running. We’ve got loads of unique pubs, bars and cafes each with their own vibe. People from NYC have told me it feels very much like their home, albeit more depressing and on edge.

And there it is. Violent, prejudiced, stupid, ignorant, useless people f**k it up for everyone. Basically, if you can’t fight or you don’t feel comfortable carrying a knife or a gun don’t come. chances are it’ll all go wrong. You have to try hard not to get into a fight or get into trouble, the police will ALWAYS bother the people who are just trying to have a good night and IGNORE the people who are out to cause others harm and you are guaranteed to see at least one guy who thinks he’s f**king Bruce Lee on steroids trying to attack people.

It’s s shithole, but not because of the city. Because of the people. A few arseholes and kids who think it’s cool to stab people and mug people ruin our great city for the rest of us folk who just want to be ourselves and get the f**k on with life. It won’t change, because regular people won’t do anything about it (and they shouldn’t f**king have to) and the government are so distant and awful they will never solve it. So we have to live in it. and it’s shit.

oh, and anyone commenting on here saying something to the effect of:

oi mn nottz iz fukin well gd u wankr i luv it hear itz lodz ov fun! if u dnt lik it then fuk off! i bet ure a fat rich pussyole hu livz in sum posh howse n shit, wht da fuk do u noe bout my city man!? itz well gud in twn at da weekendz yeh ok so we gt into fitez and mayb likeee hurt sum peeple but so wot they shud be harder init! so fuk off and die or mayb eat all our shit coz u suk ok.

Then you’re part of the problem I’m afraid. And those who’ll say ‘well, the way you dress invites trouble mate. maybe you should wear what everyone else does’ I SHOULDN’T f**king HAVE TO. I don’t care how anyone else dresses, why the hell should they care how I dress?

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Shirebrook, Nottinghamshire

Posted on: November 12th, 2010 by true town 17 Comments

So how did this chav town make the list?  is it the fine architecture of the abandoned buildings? the violent inbred “your not welcome in our town, stranger” attitude, or simply the diverse self styled attire of the local residents which includes such ensembles as a baseball cap and “trackies” accompanied by a shellsuit jacket.

ok well lets start with towns whereabouts, shirebrook  (also known in surrounding areas as “shitbrook”) is an old mining town in the middle of nowhere and as such relies on its own infrastructure, as traveling outside shirebrook (unless visiting prison via the panda car taxi) is too expensive as it drains the local benefits which are mostly spent on weed or smack. to travel around in shirebrook the local youth usually travel around in gangs, it is thought gangs are better to hang around in, this way if one of the gang wishes to fight or commit arson/vandalism (which they usually do) they can feel safe in the knowledge that fifteen versus one is a safe number. some of the older gangs (twelve and over) have saved up enough dole money to piece together a sort of mountain bike bmx mixture which they use to travel around shirbrook more efficiently in circles around town centre at night looking for trouble becous they dont have a tv or anything else to do. the local greetings of  “wot u lookin at?” or ” init mate” or “orate cock” are standard due to the poor education in the town and the lack of understanding of full sentences, partly due to the inbred nature of the town and partly due to the fact that nobody went to school.

shirebrook used to have a big pub culture, with more pubs than public services, however the towns dole money and constant vandalism and obviously pub hygiene breaches forced most of the pubs to close, however alchohol fueled violence is still prominent as bargain booze is the most used shop in the town hence most of the lads are pissed on cheap cider, and the local chavets on lambrini. bargain booze can be found across from the job centre or signing on centre as its locally known.

vehicles that pass through this town lock their doors and tie down the external car parts in fear of them being stolen. the locally owned vehicles are usually untaxed, uninsured old knackerd mopeds which the richest shirebrookians use for quick getaways. the local childrens park was predominantly used for jacking up or throwing used condoms or empty beer cans on, and next door a large pub called the swan closed down leaving a vast empty derelict boarded up grafiti eyesore at the entrance to the town (which is still there) tesco was going to get rid of this eyesore and build a store there, but after reviewing the town, tesco discovered the town was far too terrible.

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Chesterfield

Posted on: November 6th, 2010 by NIck Hutch 18 Comments

Chesterfield… what a state… this a shitty little town where there are more caravans than people, where you can’t move for the gypsy scum bags and chavvy inbreds. Its not really surprising when you consider that whole families cram into these tiny metal sheds in the town centre, shagging each other from dawn to dusk just to avoid having to do a scrap of work… if the they can keep their hands off the numerous farm animals wandering through the local shops and pubs, where there are lines for their services. If any of the little shits does manage to drag themselves into school then there are always the local paedophiles to keep them entertained. Hopefully, the skid mark that is Chesterfield is removed from the face of the earth.

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New Mills

Posted on: October 29th, 2010 by billyb4223 21 Comments

Let’s take a trip to New Mills. Or shouuld that be a trip through New Mills. This place isn’t really too good at all. In fact, it’s a dump. In Ali G style, the council’s divided New Mills into tow sub-regions, East and West. Here’s a piece of useful advice, if you’ve got a terminal illness- why bother spending lots of your childrens’ valuable inheritance money going to a suicide clinic in Switzerland, when all you need to do is dress like a ‘poof’ (that means someone with a little more money than everyone else) and take a stroll down the streets, hoping to encounter some of the notorious Gregory brothers, or some blind drunk plumber who seems to take a disliking to you.

If you hadn’t already gathered, New Mills is a northern town. Set in stone-literally- since the 1200′s, New Mills, as the name suggests was a cotton spinning town with quick links to Manchester on othe 2 railway lines that serve the town. there’s also a bus station, (in fact more of a bus roundabout with some random benches thrown around), a staggering 13 public houses for a population of 10,000, and two supermarket for poor people, SPAR and the CO-OP.There’s loads to do in New Mills if you’re a rabid child from the council esate who enjoys playing in one of the two shit-diluted rivers or hanging outside the sweet factory for cast offs (yes, a town like this makes sweets).

So let’s get into what’s bad about New Mills. Everythin….wait, that’s not quite true. New Mills is a great place to live if you’re a chav. I kid you not. Let’s see what a typical ‘New Mills Lad’ as they like to call themselves likes to get up. first, dress up in your best white airmax shellsuit- quite fashionable here- your NYC baseball cap, and don’t forget that signiature touch, chewing gum. Now you’re good to go. The dole office doesn’t open till nine, so you’d better just sit at home watching Good Morning on your 54 inch mega screen TV that dominates your squalid council house living room wall. Oh, now the bus’s come, the 389 that’ll stop anywhere on it’s route, no bus stops needed. So you’ll go and collect you money at 09:01. Now you’ve got time to kill, haven’t you? How about going shopping for some new clothes in one of the four charity shops? Or maybe buy some chips for breakfast? Yeah, that’s a good idea, and it’ll make your acne scarred skin even worse- great!

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Carr Vale (Bolsover)

Posted on: June 19th, 2010 by luke108460 19 Comments

Carr vale is a small village in the bourgh or Bolsover. This is one of 2 main places where chavs come from in Bolsover, the other being the ‘whimps’. It is said by many residents that the house are sliding down the hill, this is backed up by the fact that many residents are unable to get house insurance because of this, and the fact that they have no money. At the bottom of carr vale is ‘new bolsover’ or the model village, this is were the 10 year old chavs spend there days, saying such quotes as ‘fackin cam on den!’ when there 10 miles away from you. They tend to walk around with there tracky bottoms around there ankles and with there hands down the front of there trousers.

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