Burton on Trent
I grew up in a grey town, full of grey people who greeted you with "ey up mi duck" (and still do). It smelled of hops and Robirch Pork Pies being smelted (never cooked, that's too kind a word). The 76 Club had half decent bands in the seventies, but like everything else in Burton, it shut! I dislike going back there, even to see my mum. I avoid it like the plague, which would actually improve the place. Hate is too kind a word to describe my feelings.
( The Lone Groover has mal des nuts., Thu 29 Oct 2009, 17:56, 2 replies)

Burton
I was sent there for 3 days by my employer, several years ago.
My only memory is of wandering fruitlessly around what seemed to be an industrial estate, looking for something to do. Im not sure if that was the town centre or not, as the few people I managed to ask for directions to the town centre all said they didnt know where it was.
(dave likes cheese, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 18:03, closed)

Unfortunately
things shutting in Burton seems to have always been a theme that's carrying on even now. We're taking bets as to which closes next; the cinema or, well, that's about it?

Can't beat the smell though, it's a proper homecoming when you first get off the train after a holiday ;)
(random_monkey Dosadno mi e, Fri 30 Oct 2009, 13:21, closed)