He once tried nicking my pint in the three houses at Sandal - my arse was going five pence fifty pence!
he was a very intimidating man, but became a very sad man.
Yeah, complete wreck at the end, poor shambling f***ing alckie...
Theres a film called Red Road about those flats, its very good.
My brother reckons Kashicstan its the roughest place he's been and he's lived in some real holes.
BOrn in Southmead, Bristol..................
Left the next day 😉
I lived in Moscow for about a year when Boris Yeltsin was in power. Lots of vodka fuelled violence, lots of guns and many people willing to mix vodka and guns to get what they wanted. I managed to avoid most trouble and rather enjoyed my time there but it could be very brutal and very unforgiving.
Harehills in Leeds - part of the unholy triumvirate of Harehills, Chapeltown and Gipton. Some charming people. Fond memories of lunchtime pints in The Gaiety in Chapeltown (before it was burned down!)
Bogota.Made growing up in Kensington and Wavertree seem really aspirational and middle class.
Probably Wilmslow, nice town but proximity to Manchester put it in the "roughest" category. Every house with a burglar alarm, Manc scallies visiting in the evening for robbing duties.
NG3.............niiiiiiiiiiiiice..!
Fond memories of lunchtime pints in The Gaiety in Chapeltown
From memory, The Gaiety was like a real life Cantina bar from Star Wars!
If I remember rightly it was actually shut down before it later got burned out.
A Kennel next door to a sandpaper factory.
It was dog rough.
grew up on border of bootle/kirkdale in liverpool........FUN TIMES
Makes me laugh all the Liverpool posts, our home counties snobs (you know who you are) are having their prejudices confirmed!
Tbh, from what I have read, jo'burg and Moscow must have been eye openers, life seems pretty cheap there.
loddrik , i know plenty of anglo scousers on this thread
I am sure you do, I am just thinking of responses to old threads.
Salford for me too, for 3 years whilst at Uni.
It made Beirut look like Blackpool.
Paisley (where I'm from) is quite rough, too. The Ice-cream (drug) wars as they were known saw lots of murders. My mum watched one out of her window. It freaked her out for ages, obviously.
Nice.
Loddrik / VC,
Despite a bit of aggro on a few occasions and one burglary, we didnt have many other problems in Kensington.
The next year I lived in a top floor flat near the junction with Princess Ave & Upper Parliamnet St. That was rough. Out of 6 flats, only us and the other top floor tenants survived the year before giving up and moving out. Very similar experiences to Samuri - flat mate being mugged on our doorstep, all four other flats being burgled, constant vandalism, stolen car being rammed into the building...
One of the ground floor tenants lasted less than a week 🙁
Regardless, I live in Manchester now and suffice to say it has more than its fair share of problem areas.
Where I live now- 4yr old children roam the streets inserting 9 inch nails into peoples skulls with their dinky fists.
On a serious note, anywhere in central London wins over anywhere else.
I lived in West Hampstead and in my time there I saw a violent armed robbery, two chav stab victims lying in the road coughing up blood, two (seperate) people were kicked to death in the area after nights out, a womans body was found in the boot of a merc at the bottom of our road, the various Kosvovan stabbings that closed the tube station exit from time to time etc. Then the was the lass who slit her wrists and ran down the main road in WHampstead and was rugby tackled on the mainline station platform as she tried to throw herself under the fast train.
I lived in the Northern Quarter and now Stretford (two fatal shootings within a year) Manchester- nowt compares to London. Sorry.
My sister's just told me when she first bought her squaddie boyfriend now husband home to Stoke,he thought he was back in 8o's Belfast!
Wilmslow!!! You must have had a charmed life - hardly compares to some of the Bosnia stories on here.
Moved from a wee East coast town in Scotland to Belfast in the mid-80's when I was 16. Was pretty full on hearing heavy calibre machine gun fire echoing across the Lisburn Rd from West Belfast.
Heard the odd bomb as well.
Also remember a bus being hijacked and left across the top of Tates Avenue; the UDR banged on the door and I wouldn't open it because I thought they said UDA. Only when they said there could be a bomb in the bus, and to open all the windows in the house to try to minimise damage!
Constant helicopters buzzing around. Spotlights sweeping across the garden every so often and your bedroom being illuminated for a second.
Different city now.
