Too many to mention
I was born and brought up in Nuneaton. It's main focal point is a landfill that dominates the skyline, and the council built a ring road through the middle of the town centre and allowed two out of town style supermarkets to be built in the middle of town.
Everyone has been through Nuneaton on the train, only the foolish have ever got off.
For years nightclubs had to provide food in order to get a late licence and a lasting legacy of this is hot dog vendors INSIDE at least two of the two's clubs now.
It really is a shit hole, which has named everything they could after Mary Ann Evans, a woman who pretended to be a man to gain fame. Very little is names after its other famous 'son' Larry Grayson, a man who acted like a woman to gain fame.
Shows what a twisted little town it is.
However, after leaving Nuneaton, I moved to Redditch. The most inbred and backwards place I have ever seen. It was horrid, the people were horrid, the buildings were horrid and no night club would allow admission after 11pm. Bloody bizarre shitty little place.
I moved to Rugby next, which was ok, apart from the sheer number of rugby teams in the town, meaning lots of groups of 15 strong men in too tight short sleeve shirts out on the piss every Saturday night, and fighting each other in the town centre at kicking out time.
I gets worse though, much worse.
I then moved to work in Bolton, but lived with my Nan in Swinton, combining the worst of both places. Swinton is over-run with tiny skinny chavs in fake Burberry, Bolton over run with larger proper northern double hard bastards who hit the pub when work finishes at 3 and don't leave until they get kicked out.
After that I moved to Lower Broughton, in Salford and lived in fear. Every day I was scared my ground floor flat had been broken into. Three times in six months it was, and once the locks were changed by the gas board who had broken into my flat to turn the gas off for the people upstairs! The Griffin pub there was the scariest pub I have ever been in.
I then lived in Rusholme and Moss Side before I was forced to move again through work and there was only one place possible that could be worse than the places I had lived previously. Hull.
Within a month I had been burgled, had a flaming rag pushed through my door (the target was my neighbour, the arsonists were idiots) and had been mugged at knifepoint in a pizza shop at 3am.
From there I moved to Leeds. It is lovely in comparison to everywhere else I have lived.
Has anyone lived in a worse combination of shitholes?
(Jackson Cannery, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 14:32, 2 replies)

Redditch fives
I live between a young couple of chavs and an old couple of chavs - the older ones thinking nothing of a spot of 3.30am kareoke, whilst the younger ones prefer to use the medium of 1000db dubstep to drown out the sound of their crying benefits ticket baby

Great place!
( h3donist tryin' to play me out as if my name is Sega.., Thu 29 Oct 2009, 16:15, closed)

I was brought up in Hinckley.
God, do I feel your pain.
( Maladicta, Fri 30 Oct 2009, 1:43, closed)