... someone pisses themself in the supermarket and doesn't bat an eyelid. Guy around 50yr old and appeared to be sober.
Did you give the poor old guy a hand or just walk on?
thats not rough, not even close.. .. lady removes sanitary towel and discards next to the sprouts, when asked to remove it and herself she rang HO to complain
I don't believe a word of it
totalshell - that is pretty grim right enough.
don simon - i asked if he was ok. he just grunted.
I guess it was water off a duck's back to everyone there.
... a seven year old commends you for having an alarm fitted to your car because "it's an easy one to nick" and then explains just how easy.
Being told by a second year classmate the reason why he had razor blades sewn into the lapels of his jacket. 😯
.... you get beaten to death because you haven't anything worth getting mugged for and it P1SSES THEM OFF!!
...there's no Waitrose.
😉
seen the same thing in the royal borough of kensington and chelsea
sitting in the anglesea arms - watched an old guy about 60 he was pissed try to cross the road in a rush and piss himself while waiting for the traffic to clear before stumbling into his multi million pound chelsea mews house over the road
Most of the social housing have a spare settee, or fridge in the front garden,
It hardly defines a "rough area". People in down market areas do not think it is acceptable to piss yourself in a supermarket. But I guess you knew that.........so carry on trolling.
kimbers, that was probably urinary incontinence, one does not piss oneself, one has urinary incontinence.
There are no mews houses across the road from the Angelsea.... 😉
But there may be me there for a few tomorrow.
...the only shop is an off license; where upon entering you find yourself sealed inside a corridor made of security glass, the (mostly empty) shelves being on the other side of the glass.
There are more defence lawyers than shops. This seems true for some areas of Glasgow
cfh was it you??
if you are ever there on a friday after work....
Not really my Friday haunt, as I'm often out of town. Up that way for a conference tomorrow, though.
Friday in town is more likely to be Cask or the Pony.
when you see someone pissing against the front door of a house and when their finished they take out their keys and go in
...there's no Waitrose
Pish..
Theres no Wholefoods 😉
The little old dear who's boiler your mending sends two grandsons out to sit on the bonnet of your van to keep an eye on it while you're there.
When some (heroin producing nation) dude gets assassinated in his Range Rover whilst sat at a red traffic light and the assassin escapes by motorcycle never to be caught, the spot then becomes a huge shrine to the local "hero" for well over a year (N17)
or
a teenager gets gunned down by automatic gunfire whilst running to his house after a car chase, the gunman only hits his legs so finishes him off with a bullit in the head, the dead persons sister calls him an "angel" but the bullit proof vest he was wearing at the time indicates otherwise (EN3)
do I miss.London ......
McDonalds has bouncers. On a tuesday night.
The Staffies go around in pairs ..
.....when a pregnant 14 yr old girl lives with her dad, brother and uncle...........and either one could be the father.
just a case my mrs is working on.
when you see someone pissing against the front door of a house and when their finished they take out their keys and go in
Cheers, frankie 😉
someone pisses themself in the supermarket and doesn't bat an eyelid. Guy around 50yr old and appeared to be sober.
Saw double-ended explosion occur twice on my old commutes into liverpool on the train, that sort of thing is one of the reasons I chose to drive lol
Ton - that's terrible. Stuff like that is just awful really. What kind of life must she have?
Rob, she is in care now with a good foster family.
life is real bad for some people...........god knows why (if there is one)
Going into my mates (rented ) flat with him on a Wednesday afternoon in scenic Govan. Upstairs neeb is pissing in the close, my mate complains and is to "Get tae ****, ah own ma hoose, youse are just renting,it's meh close tae pish in no youses." Flat 2, 197 Copeland Road, you sir, are a midden.
Hmmm, finding a knife under the doormat of a house that I rented in a rough area of Nottingham was fun, but not as fun as when the junkie next door got put in prison, his dealer smashed his front door down, and turned the house into a crack den. They ripped out the kitchen sink to sell for scrap, which flooded my house, happy days (I don't live there anymore, but it was cheap)
Walking out your front door to find half the street cordoned off with Police tape after yet another knife fight, getting to double figures counting the yellow incident boards on the way to the tube station, not daring to make eye contact with the gangs hanging outside the chicken shop just in case they decide to kick your head in for fun, shouting out the window to the kids smashing car windows for stereos, your neighbour getting mugged, again, just because he has to wear a suit for work, routinely playing "guess that gunshot" from the back window.
Do I miss SW9.....
Well we had an escaped pet rabbit about, and the wild rabbits wouldn't play with it for ages. But now they do and it's had babies, probably bringing the two rival factions closer together. A bit like romeo and juliet.
But for a while there....
contract killing at end of road.
next door had windows and front door boarded up by the police the other night. she still lives there. this is for her protection to make it look like she doenst live there i think?
nice!
I saw a Vote Labour poster once a few miles away 😯
Bit too close for comfort.
When the pub and or funeral parlour count exceeds five in a mile long stretch.
Ladies and gents, I give you Shettleston in the East end of Glasgow! Where you are more likely to die a premature death than anywhere else in the uk, prob of a heart attack.
Duckman, I think I might have been in that close!!
I pissed myself in WHSmiths. Some of those cards are hilarious.
😆 at gwj72
Sounds, like, proper core blood
at gwj72Sounds, like, proper core blood
Don't get me started on the hens vs crows throw downs. Man 'dem deadly.
Having to stop one of your neighbours stabbing the other one just before he was nicked. Then having his son bailed to the same flat to target the woman who was nearly stabbed by putting a paving slab through her car windscreen and then breaking into her flat. He was bailed to the flat just after he attempted to cut his own arm off. when questioned why he was bailed there as the arm incident was known to the law and he had his own flat anyway, we were told it was probably best to just be careful when entering and leaving the flats for the time being.
We're still looking for somewhere new to live.....
Your uncle gets banned from The Wagon & Horses, Blacon for fighting. 🙂
Man you lot should MOVE (preferably not anywhere near me!)
Your uncle gets banned from The Wagon & Horses, Blacon for fighting.
Your uncle went into the W&H in blacon would have done it for me!
I was based at Dale Barracks for a while. Blacon was rich hunting grounds for completely shameless scrubbers to sneak into camp.
. . . . you don't hear a siren one day, . . . and think, . . somethings wrong!! 🙂
The local offy mainly sells 3 types of drink:
Thunderbird, White Lightning, Special Brew
You ask why the local cafe is closed and are told
"someone threw a grenade in to stop the drug dealers using it."
Your neighbours decide to charge people £5 to use the street and riot when the police object
Happy days 😆
things almost got ugly here when the w.i and the gardening club inadvertantly double booked the village hall last sunday.
there was a tense stand off and for a while i thought one of them was going to write a letter of complaint to the village diary.
When words like 'innit' fwee for the number 3 are heard.
When you wake you up in fear when chavs are having an shouting match...
Glad I moved to the countryside.
poor people piss me off 🙂
if you dont work then you should starve,it would be to back work houses i had my way 🙂
singletrackhor - Memberyou sure it was for not fighting?
Your uncle went into the W&H in blacon would have done it for me!
It was a few years ago and not a good place to walk around after dark, I guess it's got a bit rougher since then.
You know you live in a rough area when...
...you need to take the M6 north bound in order to get home?
...the local supermarket has run out of vanilla actimel and you have to settle for mixed fruit flavour instead. Sometimes I wake up in the night, sweating, praying I never have to go back...
You pull up outside the jewellers , get out and do a smash and grab then when you go to drive off somebody has nicked your car .
When next doors son is home on leave from Iraq (few years ago now) says he's seen more action down the local (Custom House) on the previous Saturday night than a tour in Basra.
Connah's Quay, Russell ? Lovely place....
It's OK if you are a local there is a lot worse than the Cussy, but I guess it is a bit of a shock to the system for out of towners. Then again you are in N.E Wales so you know how bad it can get in some of the villages.
When you live in a relatively rough area, but your next door neighbour is a local hardman and nobody touches his street.
I forgive him for the odd enthusiastic karaoke at 1am
social housing have a spare settee, or fridge in the front garden
That's catering an seating in case they have guests.
things almost got ugly here when the w.i and the gardening club inadvertantly double booked the village hall last sunday.
there was a tense stand off and for a while i thought one of them was going to write a letter of complaint to the village diary.
Is that in the Ramsbury/Marlborough area? Proper rough around there, watch out for the gun racks in the Range Rovers and X5's. Purdy's, of course...
...Oh, and I heard there was a drive-by shouting once... 😆
You know you live in a rough area when...
There's only one, one-way street in and out of the estate and the only car-owners who come in are full of yoofs looking for someone. Managed a booze shop in just such a place and lived there too for a couple of years, and yes; it had the plexiglass, ceiling-high barriers. But they were only installed after the axe-wielding robber took two days' profit out of the safe 😯
Nearly tried to nail him with a bottle of tonic water but decided it wasn't worth it for £50....
coffeeking - Memberwhen you see someone pissing against the front door of a house and when their finished they take out their keys and go in
Cheers, frankie
It was Billy Connolly's first - Frankie just nicked it!
seahouse - Member
when you see someone pissing against the front door of a house and when their finished they take out their keys and go in
Do you live in Edinburgh mate cause almost exactly a year ago I did that exact thing...
Met my missus that night.
When the top crime story in the local paper is some chalk getting nicked from a school.
After hearing lots of shouting and banging, you open the door and about fifty scroats are having a pitched battle with bats, bricks and knives, and when you phone the plod they say 'what do you expect us to do' 😯
You wake up at three am by the screams of your neighbour being tortured by gangsters over a drugs debt
Yes I called the plod
Yes I moved.......a loooooong way away
When asylum seekers from wartorn Rwanda and DRC are housed on your street and after awhile demand to be moved because of the crime,drug dealing,stolen cars, anti social behaviour..........no joke....I lived on that street.
They don't serve Pimms in the local.
.. when these are your local headlines from the bbc site
London
Pair deny Stephen Lawrence murder
Peer jailed for fiddling expenses
Men cleared over Wilshere 'fight'
Men in court over two bodies find
Man's body pulled from the Thames
Murder probe after man shot dead
😯
you sure it was for not fighting?Your uncle went into the W&H in blacon would have done it for me!
It was a few years ago and not a good place to walk around after dark, I guess it's got a bit rougher since then.
Was early 90's last time I went anywhere near that place.
...the only shop is an off license; where upon entering you find yourself sealed inside a corridor made of security glass, the (mostly empty) shelves being on the other side of the glass
They have exactly this in Chorlton. Two off licences in both parts. Its awful and speaks volumes. High houses prices there but the obvious signs that the credit-card gentry-crowd can't hide the area...
Binners-you bought cheap so its not a swipe at you.
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I knew we lived in a rough area because he got his head kicked in too sometimes. 🙄
He could brawl as well as he could box, I could do neither. I became quite handy with a pool cue though (police must have thought I loved playing pool, since every time they stopped us all I always had mine with me 😛 )
fitba strips tied to railings.