Rubbish Towns
I once went to Basildon. It was closed, I got chased by a bunch of knuckle-dragged yobs until I was lost in a maze of concrete alleyways and got food poisoning off pie. Tell us about the awful places you've visited or have your home.
Thanks to SpankyHanky for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Oct 2009, 11:07)
I once went to Basildon. It was closed, I got chased by a bunch of knuckle-dragged yobs until I was lost in a maze of concrete alleyways and got food poisoning off pie. Tell us about the awful places you've visited or have your home.
Thanks to SpankyHanky for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Oct 2009, 11:07)
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Thanks B3ta
I now have the pleasure of reliving the horrid experience a spoddy British town that I left a while back.
I moved in shortly after a baby boom in the 60’s, I was looking into a new place to live away from the stress of the city and found a house going for next to nothing in a pretty sleepy looking village. What the agent didn’t tell me was that the place was full of crime and what I believe is mental problems. Shortly after moving in I saw some poor sod run his car into a wall and kill himself, his poor brother took the death really hard and after blaming everyone for the death he eventually blew his own brains out.
It also turned out that being associated with our place was also a bad thing. Shortly after moving in I learned that we were twinned with a town in Russian where a load of blokes went crazy, murdered their wives and their kids. Overall not a good thing.
The final thing that made me leave the place was when the teacher at the local specialist school went into class and blew the sodding place up. Including the kids he was teaching. Shame really as the kids were the only thing that was quiet about the place, true they were a little pale and had wierd glowing eyes at certain times but at least they never pulled a knife on me.
So anyway stay away from Midwich, full of nutters.
( , Mon 2 Nov 2009, 14:28, 3 replies)
I now have the pleasure of reliving the horrid experience a spoddy British town that I left a while back.
I moved in shortly after a baby boom in the 60’s, I was looking into a new place to live away from the stress of the city and found a house going for next to nothing in a pretty sleepy looking village. What the agent didn’t tell me was that the place was full of crime and what I believe is mental problems. Shortly after moving in I saw some poor sod run his car into a wall and kill himself, his poor brother took the death really hard and after blaming everyone for the death he eventually blew his own brains out.
It also turned out that being associated with our place was also a bad thing. Shortly after moving in I learned that we were twinned with a town in Russian where a load of blokes went crazy, murdered their wives and their kids. Overall not a good thing.
The final thing that made me leave the place was when the teacher at the local specialist school went into class and blew the sodding place up. Including the kids he was teaching. Shame really as the kids were the only thing that was quiet about the place, true they were a little pale and had wierd glowing eyes at certain times but at least they never pulled a knife on me.
So anyway stay away from Midwich, full of nutters.
( , Mon 2 Nov 2009, 14:28, 3 replies)
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