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Stratford Upon Avon

Posted on: February 25th, 2011 by Moi85 10 Comments

So Stratford upon Avon is well known for being the town of Shakespeare. Copious amounts of money is spent making sure the tourists are catered for and it “looks nice”. What you dont see is the amount of homeless people with drug and alcohol problems. The coucil dont seem to mention this or actually make an effort to do anything about it, as it will make Stratford Upon Avons name look bad!

In 2005 – Trinity Mead was built – what a f**king shit hole! The estate looks nice, but has several council estates located throughout the new estate – meaning no escape from the scum! Gypsys have been housed there and paid up to 40k for the priviledge. There kids do not go to school and cause total chaos. Then you have the druggies, rapists and general scum. These go door to door on there little “Christie way and Betjamin road” mission, to sell drugs to each other. You will often have fire engines, ambulances, police out as thier is always a drama of some sort. These people tend to rise, walk into town and spend the day drinking bu the water fountain or by the river!

The other side of town – you have the other shit hole! Masons Road/Brookside Road, Meadow Road all by Bishopton school. As far as I am aware all of these flats and houses are council or stupidly brought from old council tenants who now rent it out to teh usual smack heads as there are no council properties left. There is a nice ( ha ha) local called the Squirrel – would be a nce pub if was in a different area, but full of the same people and old men who can barely stand. Drugs are everywhere on this estate too – all in all the only decent park is the chip shop – very good!

The town “looks nice” as it is the only place that the council money is spent on – got to keep revenues up!

All in all Stratford is a shit hole – I wouldnt want to live their and dread going there, all from past experiences and from having to bump into the usual rare breeds and junkies! Why anyone would waste thier money on visiting the place is beyond me!!

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Alcester

Posted on: February 25th, 2011 by Moi85 12 Comments

So this place – described as an old roman town is a chav and chavette city! It is divided into 2 stereotypes really. Council house and Privatly owned! The Council estate is situated right in the middle of the 2 better places. Alcester is all walkable – so you can get anywhere aslong as you are holding a puschair and holding a ciggy! Utter segregation is shown as the 3 secondary schools. The High school ( which now has cctv after recent teachers being beaten up and knives being taken into school) is at the top of the hill entering Alcester – its in a nice area. As you go down the hill – you have the council estate on the right ( The CONWAY – which is absolutely scum of scummsville) The newest estate being Crooks Lane etc probably being the worst. This part of Alcester is full of people who dont work, smoke loads, have loads of kids and talk bollocks – there are also the crackheads which have caused alot of problems with local crime ( these kids are 16) – the alcoholics – who still get away with everything even after attempted murder and attacking a police office – yes he is still on the prowl in Alcester. You can find most of these people hanging around tescos express or round the back causing fires or writing grammaticaly incorrect graffiti!

St Benedicts is opposite Tescos express unfortunately – as its a nice school! Alcester town is not dis0similar to Alcester as a whole. The same people out every night. 40 year olds, hanging around with 16yr olds, taking copious amounts of cocaine and weed before spending every single night in the pub. The pub owners know these people and so they can get away with being complete dicks and taking drugs in there premises. When the kickouts have happened – thier will usually be a huge fight in the middle of the town – which in the past has led to a murder and numerous glass/bottle injuries. At the back of the pubs is the wreck – which is used to smoke drugs for younger kids.

The whole entire place is a shitehole full of disgusting people. Drugs are spreading like anything – the youth have no consideration for anyone or anything in which there parents do not seem to care, everyone is in it together. I can say – they all know each others business and are inbread wankers!!

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Balsall Heath, Birmingham

Posted on: December 12th, 2010 by laurence82 10 Comments

Once renowned for its prostitutes, Balsall Heath rose in prominance once more during 2005 when it became wrapped up in the vortex of Brum’s very own tornado. A fundraising campaign was launched, not dissimilar to that for the recent Pakistan flood disaster, as it transpired that the vast majority of residents appeared to have no household insurance to rectify the damage. Thankfully, liberally-minded Britons came to the rescue and bailed them out, along with a hefty grant from the city council (a quango was also set up to advise on how residents could protect against future ‘natural disasters’).

All very well, but one must ask: why bother? Balsall Heath was never an affluent area, however, it appears that the hard working classes have long moved on. Today, Balsall Heath resembles a shanty town; once grand buildings (civic and otherwise) have decayed and fallen into disrepair, whilst the shops flanking either side of the Moseley Road consist of a hotchpotch of cheap mobile phone dealers, tatty grocers and halal meat parlours, and neon lit fried food joints nestling in between sari dressmakers and asian gold jewellers. Anything else is boarded up, though ‘activity’ goes on above – usually under the guise of ‘immigration solicitors’.

Driving through the area is advised; those who are respectably dressed are conspicuous by their absence, however, if it’s religious fundamentalism you’re after, you’ve come to the right place. The liberal intelligentsia of Moseley who reside on the ‘frontline’, aka Park Hill, Augusta Road and Trafalgar Road, merely role their eyes in distain over a glass of vintage Shiraz and send their offspring to independent schools, well away from from the horror that confronts them in their local establishments.

And if you thought daytime was bad enough, do not under any circumstances get out of your car at night. This is when Moseley Road fills up with an ‘eclectic’ mix of locals, including bad boys racing up and down in brum brum go faster suburus and imprezzas, individually crafted from welded chassis complete with blacked out windows, neon headlamps and bass speakers whose raps and beats can be heard in China.

You have been warned!

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Rugby

Posted on: December 8th, 2010 by LJ No Comments

Having grown up in this town, I can supply you with a fair account on the sad state of it today.

Rugby, as a town, is hardly a patch on how it apparently once was. Today, it’s filled with most of the filth ruining this country. If you can name it, Rugby Town has it. Spend a day in the town centre and you will experience it all. The sight of single teenage mothers, so called chavs and similar monstrosities is not uncommon, I can assure you. Be sure to avoid some areas of the town. In fact, make that most areas. No matter where you go, there are good and bad people. With the current reccesion, nothing has improved in Rugby at all, but I wouldn’t say it’s degraded further in the past ten years.

The majority of the news reported in our local newspapers, the Observer and the Advertiser, is generally bad. Drugs raids, murders, rape and other crimes are not a rare sight, and generally, these overshadow the better, nicer things that happen in the town. Speaking of crime, Rugby Police are hardly helpful if you are in trouble, and the bid officers, known locally as the Power Rangers, are laughed at by most of the town’s youth.

All in all, whilst it may have been a nice place 50 or so years ago, today it is hit and miss. In a way, much like modern day Britain.

If you have anything to say on my words, good or bad, please leave a comment below.

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The Glebe, Birmingham

Posted on: December 2nd, 2010 by laurence82 14 Comments

This area really does surpass all expectation! Unfortunately nothing appears to have changed since the last article was posted.

Driving through the area (never walk), one is greeted by a deluge of under-age single mothers, nethanderals, drug addled pixies and various other problem vermin. Levels of educational attainment are rock bottom; a scant review of replies posted on the last review is testament to this. There is almost a unique dialect spoken throughout the area, decipherable only from the high number of single syllable words used. Various colloquialisms are copiously added to create a form of pigeon English that is without parallel in mainland U.K. and indeed much of the Commonwealth.

The area is clearly dominated by juvenile gangs; martyrs to a cause that people have neither the time nor inclination to care about. Unfortunately the root cause of all of this is parental background – ignorance breeds ignorance. The vast majority of children are being raised in dysfunctional families where there is either no father figure present, or the father is not in work and does not provide a positive role model. Family breakdown prevails in Kitts Green and the Glebe like a cancerous growth, stiffling any hopes or ambitions that may otherwise be realised in the civilised world.

The only solution? Cut the benefits and kill the dependency culture.

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