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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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I'm starting to worry about my daughter growing up all wrong. She is already technically a cockney, and I fear for her accent and behaviour if she attends state school in London. I simply don't have the money to put her through private school, sadly.
Should I consider suggesting she and her mother - and me, separately (of course) move down to Canterbury where she will at least go to school with English speakers and will probably see a lot less knife crime? My ex is from there and she's mentioned that she might move there at some point anyway.
I know no-one down there but it's a lovely little town and I'm sure there are some decent folks about. So do I start a new life in the off-world colonies or not?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:09, 216 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
so had some weed to commiserate after having to throw away a whole eighth.
Hard decision you have there old chap. How would your ex take it if you suggested it? Would you tell her your real reasons?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:14, Reply)
It was covered in white mushrooms, and the smell was indescribable. Fucking putrid.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:26, Reply)
which came off on the fingers.
it was a wrench, but I had to chuck it. Don't want to fuck myself up too badly.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:27, Reply)
I've had a few reports of near death fuck ups.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:45, Reply)
have a drawing of mine..
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(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:35, Reply)
I always feel like that lately. I love kids, they're great fun.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:41, Reply)
I've barely smoked this week, because my throat's so sore. I've had a bag of Thai for a fortnight now and have barely dented it. Being ill saves you money...
My ex agrees with me re London state schools - my offering to start a new life in her home town for the good of our child would be seen for the noble offer it is, I think.
I'm pretty fed up with my miserable existence here anyway, much as I love London I am soooo bored with my job and I am slowly killing myself as a result.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:21, Reply)
and one of those is as good as a rest, or so I hear.
Test the waters and see what happens.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:22, Reply)
why don't you start looking for jobs around there first to ascertain how easy/difficult it would be to find work there if you moved?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:23, Reply)
At the moment you both (I think) live in London and she fucks you around all the time with seeing her. what would change in Canterbury?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:31, Reply)
If you can commute from Canterbury to London, you can go from London to Canterbury to see your daughter
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:40, Reply)
And I wonder if a new life for me might not be a bad idea in itself.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:59, Reply)
... but also is the reason you feel your life is so shit.
Please go seek help and think of your loved ones next time you spark up a zute.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:39, Reply)
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They're both killing him, but if you smoke fags, you're damaging your body. If you smoke dope reguarly as a crutch, then you're damaging your body _and_ mind.
Take alchole for example, it does your liver in and all that, but it also does your head in, it alters your thinking process not only when you're on it, but when you're off it. If he was drinking 4-5 pints a day, or whatever the equivlient is in booze, you would be thinking "Fucking hell mate, sort it out.".
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:46, Reply)
but my mind is as sharp as it ever was, and I'd be a shitload worse off if I drank a load of booze instead.
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it does vary wildly between people, and while most of my good friends who smoke are perfectly capable and with it, I have known some people who it has fucked up, but I suspect they were prone to mental illness anyway.
It's not for everyone that's for sure, and it's certainly less harmful than a lot of stuff I see people imbibing.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:55, Reply)
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I use it to help me sleep sure, but better than sleeping pills in my view.
Aside from that, other than liking it like a lot of people like a drink I don't have any other reason for using it.
I honestly don't think Monty does either, he just likes it a lot, and has been carrying on that way for some time.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:59, Reply)
booze has been behind most of them.
Drugs, very few.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:02, Reply)
and I got a 2:1 and a Masters in Civil Engineering and left uni with a wonderful girlfriend. I have since got myself a nice large house and held down a good job as a hydraulic modeller.
It can't have done me too much harm.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:04, Reply)
And I'm also very pleased that this isn't your case, and that everything is going swimmingly for you.
However, I'm sure you're very aware, at least, I hope, that if you were in a negative situation, the weed can turn from "A little tipple at the end of a hard day" to "It's only a tiny bottle of vodka, it's no big deal", if you know what I mean.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:10, Reply)
basically bipolar disorder I think. Caused him to throw his prized guitar out the window...
A very good friend of mine was also diagnosed as bipolar, but she was pretty much heading that way before she started smoking from what I've been told. Strangely, she found that smoking pot helped manage the side effects of her meds afterwards.
I do know what you mean, and in my case, when I've been in a negative situation then I've stopped smoking during it.
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I'll be coming through Exeter on the train tomorrow. Please stand on the platform at about 12.30pm so I can pull your beard.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:34, Reply)
Although there are other tablets than 'sleeping pills' that can knock you out, for example, amyletriptaline. I'm not a doc, so donno, but they work for me. Sure, you could say I'm taking them on the same reasons as you smoking weed, but the pills are given to me by specialists and GPs, rather mates and dodggy types. I know the caliber of person doesn't change the effect of the drug, but it does make me feel better that it's less of a bad-news thing.
Whatever I say won't change the way you or monty thinks, and to be honest, you both know how it effects you more than I do. But the impression that I get from Monty is that he is not content with his life, and much like a alcholic or binge-alcholic, is using a drug to escape the issue. Truth be told, I know fuck all except the few things he posts on here, and in my uninformed opinion (which doesn't always equate to being a 'wrong' opnion), it is, at least, a partial cause of his problems..... even on best-case sinario, it gives his ex extra ammo against him.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:07, Reply)
which worked ok, but the trouble I have is that my mind races, even when I'm not stressed or worried about things, and weed relaxes me just enough to let me get to sleep.
I know what you mean about it feeling like less of a bad news thing coming from a specialist.
I certainly wouldn't say your opinion is wrong, and given that I've had little experience with the sort of people and things you describe you may well be more on the money than I am.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:11, Reply)
Valerian, not a thing.
Guarana, not a thing.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:20, Reply)
the liquid extract works best in my experience.
I don't tend to go in for stimulants like guarana
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:22, Reply)
As far as I can remember, we saw the cathedral, although presumably it has other delights.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:15, Reply)
of the late 60s/early 70s - Soft Machine, Caravan etc. I could write a book on it, interviewing the surviving people.
Hmmmmm
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:22, Reply)
Just try to teach her to enjoy learning and she'll turn out ok whatever school she goes to.
Unless she gets pregnant at 13 that is.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:18, Reply)
The cream rises to the top, no matter where you are. She'll be fine
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:21, Reply)
but am willing to bet they weren't there at the same time. The school may have gone downhill considerably in the intervening years
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:25, Reply)
If they flushed at least one of N-Dubz, particularly that gaunt gnome mother-fucker
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:25, Reply)
Whatever the fuck that meant. I felt so dirty.
MP for fucking Donny!
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:31, Reply)
www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-glasgow-west-11040378
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:33, Reply)
we will all be obliged to call you the Arse-bishop of Canterbury
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:20, Reply)
it's a lovely town but there is absolutely FUCK ALL to do there. I wouldn't expect to see as many gigs as you probably do now.
Nonetheless such an offer is most considerate, you have my admiration (not that he wants it, I know, shut up Vippers)
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:24, Reply)
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It usually depends on the DJ's level of fame and proficiency. Your average local club night, people are going to listen to the music. If DJ Cashmoney was doing a night in your town you'd go to see him, much as with a band.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:31, Reply)
Whenever my old chums the Scratch Perverts used to play, there'd be a five-man deep ring of Japs around the decks, silently and motionlessly staring at their every move. It used to drive them nuts - it's a fucking nightclub, this is music being played, why are you just standing there gawping?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:33, Reply)
I remember once when I was DJing spotting this bloke staring impassively at me from the side of the room. It freaked me out so much that I didn't notice the girl dancing like a total slut and apparently trying to give me the eye just a few feet in front of (and below) me. His girlfriend, as it turned out.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:38, Reply)
with everyone from Mixmaster Mike and QBert through to less well-known scratch DJs. It's fucked up.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:40, Reply)
Not that this excuses such behaviour. Maybe Japanese people can't dance. Actually I know that to not be true, but maybe they can ONLY dance Ballroom, and not to hip-hop. At all.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:42, Reply)
I think the differance is if you're there to listen to the music, rather than the music being just in the background, you're 'watching' the DJ, otherwise it's listening, or if it's DJ Hero (which is a complicated hard version of DJing), then you're 'playing'.
It's one of those oppersite-to-what-you-think things, I think.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:43, Reply)
You could always move to Cornwall, Certain things are quite cheap and of pretty good quality as a lot enters through the fishing ports.
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I'd probably do some think along the lines of filling her milk with a load of bleach before it happened, as if she's going to turn into a cockney, she deserves a horrible slow death. Nobody from london has amounted to anything anyway.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:37, Reply)
But I might was well be completely honest and admit that I'll be heartbroken if she grows up speaking like the children I hear on the bus every day, that pathetic cod-Jamaican 'innit blud' shit. Almost nobody from London who speaks like has amounted to anything outside the 'urban music' sphere that I know of - enlighten me if you know different, by all means.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:44, Reply)
Not all of them, of course, but I'm pretty sure a lot of them eaither turn it off when they get jobs, or even grow out of it. Language is always changing, your parents probably thought the same about your generation when you were growing up, with all those "Groovy" and "Oh gee oh gosh how swell" stuff, or whatever it was at the time.
There is also the fact that it's entirely possible to grow up in london without sounding like a cockney or cod-jamacan, that or myself and pretty much all my friends are an anomonily.
Yeh', the voilance thing would concern me, but there are still plenty of good schools and areas in london that are perfectly safe.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:50, Reply)
I have never said, 'innit blud' but I have organised a gangland killing.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:12, Reply)
Maybe they could give me honorary membership.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:19, Reply)
on a personal basis I like them. I lived with 3 of them for 4 years at uni.
As a species though, they are generally short, prone to outbursts of song and violence, and are the worst winners and losers I have had the misfortune to encounter.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:45, Reply)
I hope this helps.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:38, Reply)
is the horribly elitist attitude it imbues in many of them. It's not all of them, and I do know a bunch of genuinely nice people who went through private (or even boarding) school, but then I've also met a lot of complete cunts and/or rugger-buggers. I think you just have to keep the affectations in check and make sure the sprog doesn't come out with the idea that privelige can be purchased.
On the other hand, broad cockney accents are positively ghastly. Canterbury it is. Besides, if the problem kids find out she's from Laaahndan they might keep their distance initially, lest she cut their knackers off or "bash their fakkin' 'ed in."
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:40, Reply)
Speaking as an Aussie, every person from britain I've met, no matter where they're from, has had a lovely accent to listen to. Is it just the accent that riles people up or is it to do with where they're from?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:42, Reply)
people from bristol, birmingham....
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:44, Reply)
and I've met Legless, and I have friends who live in Manc who I chat to on the phone every now and then. I've really not found any of their accents unpleasant at all.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:46, Reply)
he was stinking drunk.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:47, Reply)
You'll think someone is being attacked
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:10, Reply)
next time ask him if he is a yam yam or a yow yow.
Apparently my accent confuses people, I have been accused of being a saffer, a posho londoner and a bumpkin
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:12, Reply)
It'll either make or break you. It gave me a life long loathing of the class system, and some Socialist principles.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:43, Reply)
Let that serve as a warning to you, Monty
In all seriousness, it gave me a lifelong hatred of almost everyone I went to school with, mostly because they were toffe-nosed cunts, and a knee-jerk reaction to punch anyone who ever says "schooldays are the best days of your life" in the face. And a first-class education.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:47, Reply)
first time in twenty something years. Might just turn up for the free booze and gruel.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:13, Reply)
It was awesome. In later years, I nailed my Maths teachers Daughter.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:10, Reply)
Sadly, that was what made us be caught. Her parents wondering what the hell that noise was, and who was in his room?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:15, Reply)
She needs a calm mother who isn't going to fuck her up mentally or turn her against her father.
I went to a rough school, but I (believe it or not) spoke nicely, got good grades and got accepted by every red brick I applied to (and a girl in the year above was almost as common as me and went to Oxford.)
I know someone from Canterbury who sounds like an Only Fools and Horses character.
Her home life and the values instilled in her will mean more than the money you spend on her education.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:43, Reply)
He said he couldn't afford private education, it doesn't sound like it's even an option, why does everyone keep disparaging it when it's not even a consideration?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:45, Reply)
I'm telling him not to feel bad that he can't afford it because if he keeps caring about his daughter and instilling her with good values, she'll have the same opportunities that he thinks he's denying her.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:50, Reply)
I've never been at a private school, always state funded. We've never had a lot of money, but I was raised to be polite to everybody (aside from b3ta it's worked), and to work hard for what I want out of life.
I know other people at my school whose parents are doctors and lawyers and they have got the worst attitudes - to them everything and anything can be bought if they want it even for a moment.
If you just raise her to be a good person Monty (which you will, I'm sure), she'll grow up just fine, regardless of what school she goes to.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:55, Reply)
Would that suit your tastes or would God's clean air be enough for you?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:44, Reply)
A move might 'break the cycle' a little, I'm hoping.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:47, Reply)
might feel v small and v dull after london, if you like living here. on the other hand if you have had enough, it could be nice to live somewhere a bit more idyllic.
this sounded helpful in my head, but is actually pretty pointless on the screen, like the time my dumbass friend insisted on voting for both will young AND gareth gates on 'pop idol'.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 9:48, Reply)
She's already psychotic, so you may as well move to Scotland.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:00, Reply)
I've met significantly more well rounded and well behaved people from state schools than I have from public schools.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:07, Reply)
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Been around a lot more private school attendees due to social circles etc.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:24, Reply)
that making sure that she turns out well rounded and the best she can be is to do with how you are as a Father and what her mother is like. She could go to school in a warzone but still be able to function normally with support.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:21, Reply)
maybe try flipping a coin, I find that helps. Not because of the probability, but because when the coin lands you know if you're disappointed or pleased with its results.
I've just found Pinky & The Brain fabric, so I'm well happy this morning.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:25, Reply)
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but I think I'm an intellectual snob: well-to-do, well spoken idiots rile me as much if not more than oiks. I didn't want to spark a state vs private schooling debate: I'm scared my child may end up on the wrong side of the tracks and want to do the best by her.
My childhood was like something out of Swallows & fucking Amazons or something - it truly was idyllic and I am utterly depressed by my inability to provide the same upbringing that I had. I'm looking out at grey, dirty London and when I contrast this with the clean air, beautiful countryside and nice twee middle-classedness of my youth if feel fucking terrible about my little girl.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:30, Reply)
your daughter will have lank hair, sunken eyes, possibly some sort of skin condition and probably typhoid.
Come to the home counties Monty, old bean. We have water that's only been through seven people and rivers with at least one form of wildlife in them. Live the idyll!
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:35, Reply)
you care this much about it. I had a grassy, muddy Midlands upbringing and would also like to provide it for my children (if I ever had any). However, city upbringings can be just as rewarding.
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I grew up in the countryside and whilst I'm now able to share stories of hedgehog adopting and goose punching, I did used to envy my friends who would go out every night to play with friends from their road in the local park. My nearest neighbours were 2 miles away in every direction, so I had to make do playing with baby ducks.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:45, Reply)
and I *wish* I'd known about goose punching. That sounds much more fun than cow-pushing.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:47, Reply)
my activities were mostly confined to burning things and fighting each other with sticks.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:49, Reply)
I just had to punch a goose one time, that's all. Survival of the fittest, etc.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:59, Reply)
To boot open the front door of work, run out, and go build a tree house.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:48, Reply)
don't forget to bring the penknife that one of your friends will inevitably stab you with.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:57, Reply)
Though in central Manchester, most "virgins" are second or third hand.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:00, Reply)
Let's have a knife fight outside a london pub :D
Where is Kaol now?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:02, Reply)
It's on my bucket list. Building a tree house that is, not stabbing Labs with a penknife.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:00, Reply)
It's possible to have the best of both worlds.
You're right to be worried though. If my nephew hadn't passed the entrance exam for the school he's in now, I think we'd have poisoned him to spare him the terror that is our local 'Academy'. He just couldn't have coped. He's little bit on the autistic side sometimes and he hadn't mixed with the savages from near his house.
I, on the other hand, was a little better prepared and my local school, while it was rough, is nowhere near as bad as the one he'd have had to go to. Also, I was more sociable, was a good blagger, and wasn't easily led, so my academic achievements weren't in jeopardy because of a bit of bullying or attempts to distract me. My nephew would have caved though.
His school doesn't take fees, but you have to be shit-hot brainy to get in. My mother picked it for its ethos more than anything. He got into another school that was just too 'white and Catholic' for our tastes. So you will be able to find 'good' and 'nice' schools for her wherever she lives, that won't cost a penny, but will have her if she passes the entrance exam. And let's face it, she's looking like she's going to be a bright kid already.
My mum had me booked to sit entrance for a good school. From what people told me about the exam, I reckon I'd have passed too. But I knew I'd be swapping one kind of bullying for another. I stood out in the local comp for being polite and bright, and I'd have stood out in the private school for being a common little scholarship kid from Town. So I chose to stick with the devil I knew.
I grew up in the grey and grime of the city, but because of that, my nana could regularly walk me five minutes along the road to the opera, the ballet, the art gallery and whatever else was happening. And I appreciated my holidays in the country more because it wasn't the norm.
Do whatever you can for her and she'll be ok. There will still be educational options open to her that don't cost a lot, and fight tooth and nail to get her into those rather than somewhere that will frighten her. I couldn't fight my way out of a paper bag, but I survived because I was mentally strong and my parents loved me. Don't fret. You're doing the best you can.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:45, Reply)
I'm feeling a bit emotional today.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:51, Reply)
you'll be sat having a beverage with her, and she mightn't actually say "Thanks for all you've done for me." but the fact that she's sat there, and you're buddies, well you'll just know that she's grateful you gave a fuck.
Trust aunty Roota.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:58, Reply)
Private then state school. In hindsight I am glad I did both now as the private school experience really did develop my character quite strongly so by the time they got fed up me and kicked me out I was ready for state school. This post is boring and useless but I am sat here bored and wanted to play.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:51, Reply)
Of this I am certain.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:48, Reply)
Most parents don't give a flying fuck about their kids upbringing and think that cladding them in replica shirts and throwing a Wii at the nippers entitles them to parent-of-the-year awards. The fact that you are even considering changing your own lifestyle/job/comfort zone for the long term good of your daughter makes you something of a good parent.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:58, Reply)
I teach primary so my thoughts are based on that.
If a child has caring parents who read with them, talk to them, teach them manners and respect they will fine where ever they go.
The problems come from parents who don't do this.
In a class I had a couple of years ago there were two extremely disruptive children. (both have now been removed from main stream education, one to a secure unit) The effect of these children on the class was a massive disruption to the education of all. Some children followed them, those who didn't were either bullied or at the least suffered lesson with constant disruption.
The problem is that no matter what you do there is no accounting for the job done by other parents.
I personally would move. You can only do so much at home, she will be influenced by her peers, more so as she gets older.
Above all, you have to instil discipline and respect at home. Let her know what you see as acceptable behaviour.
That said I'm not a parent, just a teacher.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:59, Reply)
Monty doesn't get to see his nipper enough to do those things you suggest, or to ensure that his ex is doing so.
Moving somewhere like Canterbury would at least help the situation.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:04, Reply)
I've just had a record delivered: it turns out that I have bought an LP from a 'Ken Williams'. Ooh, matron.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 10:59, Reply)
I have ordered Some Like It Hot on DVD.
TWICE it has not turned up.
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In my experience, so long as she has at least one person to teach her new interesting things then she'll grow up just fine. My family didn't have a lot of money when I was growing up, so my dad would ensure that we would get the best of the education that was given to us by the government by encouraging me to go to the library, museums and art galleries so I could find out more about the things that had piqued an interest in school, but the teachers only had so much time to tell us about. I wouldn't have had that experience if I had been living out in the countryside.
Similarly, we'd go on holiday to the lake district and see nature at its best and get a deeper understanding of what natural beauty was. My friends would be going on beach holidays and be bored senseless because there was only the beach, an appartment building and a pool, whereas I had mountains and lakes to play with.
So if she's always got you in her life, I'm pretty sure she'll turn out just fine wherever she lives.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:11, Reply)
Joking aside thanks Becky (and everyone else)
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:14, Reply)
but do you hate purity? do you hate goodness? Do you not want virtue to exist anywhere?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:17, Reply)
I first noticed Waterhouse's Echo and Narcissus when I was 11, in the art gallery that was right behind our flat, and bawled my eyes out because the tale was so gorgeous.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:36, Reply)
...or an impression of vomiting?
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:48, Reply)
I'm from Lee/Brockley and my folks moved to Bromley on the outskirts of SE London for the same reasons. It's perfect because it's a proper nice suburban place, but also an eleven minute train into Victoria. You have the best of both worlds.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:38, Reply)
When I left last week I left Lacey incharge of the place. It will probably have burnt to the ground by the time I return, useless mare.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:45, Reply)
but I think Canterbury could be a good idea. A more laid back way of life, and probably a better choice of schools in that the best ones will still be oversubscribed but at least you'll have a chance. You might find it a bit boring though
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 11:52, Reply)
It's ok. Bear in mind that house prices in the area itself are pretty damn high, renting or buying. You might be better off living in one of the surrounding villages or towns.
Schools too, are mostly OK. I'd advoid Canterbury High and Chaucer though.
There are some nice parts to Canterbury, and some decent bars with live music and the like. If you want to know more about it and that - give me a gaz or something.
(, Thu 26 Aug 2010, 13:55, Reply)
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