U.K.: CORONATION STREET SHOCK!
#42
Join Date: Jul 2006
Posts: 3,057
Bob - as far as I am concerned teh North starts at Basingstoke - there are pockets of civilisation north of that but not many - and they talk funny.
I used to go North for football, but it's a bit too much of an effort these days (and Sky buggering about with the kick off times doesn't help).
Ideally I would like to be taken to the game in a sealed car so I didn't have to witness the North - whippets, jammy faced children in tracksuits, dole moles Asbonauts and pramfaced teenage bints.
The horror! The horror!
I used to go North for football, but it's a bit too much of an effort these days (and Sky buggering about with the kick off times doesn't help).
Ideally I would like to be taken to the game in a sealed car so I didn't have to witness the North - whippets, jammy faced children in tracksuits, dole moles Asbonauts and pramfaced teenage bints.
The horror! The horror!
#47
Original Poster
Join Date: Jun 2003
Posts: 3,652
East Midlands
"Adrift and stuck in a deteriorating urban village where the smell of hopelessness is as strong as that of the fish and chips grease"... his friends "have an obvious pride in their working-class lack of pretension"
"Adrift and stuck in a deteriorating urban village where the smell of hopelessness is as strong as that of the fish and chips grease"... his friends "have an obvious pride in their working-class lack of pretension"
#48
Join Date: Apr 2003
Posts: 17,136
Deteriorating urban villages like the film you're on about aren't unique to the East Midlands.
They're more a state of mind than a piece of geography. You'll find one practically everywhere - in the middle of the Cotswolds, or just behind a row of £2 million terraces in Islington or £3+ million ones in Kensington.
They're just as thick on the ground in Farce's neck of the woods: the sprawl north of Portsmouth is stuffed with them - though I understand he travels through it in some kind of sealed train.
They're more a state of mind than a piece of geography. You'll find one practically everywhere - in the middle of the Cotswolds, or just behind a row of £2 million terraces in Islington or £3+ million ones in Kensington.
They're just as thick on the ground in Farce's neck of the woods: the sprawl north of Portsmouth is stuffed with them - though I understand he travels through it in some kind of sealed train.
#57
Join Date: Jun 2006
Posts: 2,184
Known as Beastly Eastleigh and is truly horrible.
In the space of say 8 miles from leafy Cathedral City set in the heart of the rolling South Downs to Chav filled shopping centres and urban blight.
Crawley in Sussex is probably the most god-forsaken hole on the planet.
In the space of say 8 miles from leafy Cathedral City set in the heart of the rolling South Downs to Chav filled shopping centres and urban blight.
Crawley in Sussex is probably the most god-forsaken hole on the planet.
