Peterborough..
. just seems to contain everything to sap the spirit. Acres of grey concrete, a shopping centre which sits like a concrete carbuncle on top of what were some quite attractive old buildings, perfectly preserved 1960's brutalist architecture tinged with decay and concrete cancer.
The rare spots of tranquility and beauty, (the cathedral gardens, Central Park) are chock full as a bowl of tracksuit clad charva males swearing, smoking and spitting, and women who wear jeans and tops 2 sizes too small for them.
This is how we know education is poor in the area. If it were more substantial, the women would know that a size 16 arse doesnt fit in size 12 jeans.
(Vic Flange, Fri 2 Nov 2007, 15:04, Reply)