Which Town would you erase from the UK map?
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Slough, by John Betjeman
Come, friendly bombs, and fall on Slough
It isn't fit for humans now,
There isn't grass to graze a cow
Swarm over, Death!
Come, bombs, and blow to smithereens
Those air-conditioned, bright canteens,
Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans
Tinned minds, tinned breath.
Mess up the mess they call a town -
A house for ninety-seven down
And once a week a half-a-crown
For twenty years,
And get that man with double chin
Who'll always cheat and always win,
Who washes his repulsive skin
In women's tears,
And smash his desk of polished oak
And smash his hands so used to stroke
And stop his boring dirty joke
And make him yell.
But spare the bald young clerks who add
The profits of the stinking cad;
It's not their fault that they are mad,
They've tasted Hell.
It's not their fault they do not know
The birdsong from the radio,
It's not their fault they often go
To Maidenhead
And talk of sports and makes of cars
In various bogus Tudor bars
And daren't look up and see the stars
But belch instead.
In labour-saving homes, with care
Their wives frizz out peroxide hair
And dry it in synthetic air
And paint their nails.
Come, friendly bombs, and fall on Slough
To get it ready for the plough.
The cabbages are coming now;
The earth exhales.
It sounds lovely - I don't know what you are all moaning about!
Come, friendly bombs, and fall on Slough
It isn't fit for humans now,
There isn't grass to graze a cow
Swarm over, Death!
Come, bombs, and blow to smithereens
Those air-conditioned, bright canteens,
Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans
Tinned minds, tinned breath.
Mess up the mess they call a town -
A house for ninety-seven down
And once a week a half-a-crown
For twenty years,
And get that man with double chin
Who'll always cheat and always win,
Who washes his repulsive skin
In women's tears,
And smash his desk of polished oak
And smash his hands so used to stroke
And stop his boring dirty joke
And make him yell.
But spare the bald young clerks who add
The profits of the stinking cad;
It's not their fault that they are mad,
They've tasted Hell.
It's not their fault they do not know
The birdsong from the radio,
It's not their fault they often go
To Maidenhead
And talk of sports and makes of cars
In various bogus Tudor bars
And daren't look up and see the stars
But belch instead.
In labour-saving homes, with care
Their wives frizz out peroxide hair
And dry it in synthetic air
And paint their nails.
Come, friendly bombs, and fall on Slough
To get it ready for the plough.
The cabbages are coming now;
The earth exhales.
It sounds lovely - I don't know what you are all moaning about!
GestapoWatch said:
None - just eradicate the vile low life scum living in each one that contribute absolutely f
k all to society other than misery and torment. Then set about re-kindling what makes each place special/unique for everyone to enjoy.
I'm on a real anti-anti-social drive this week. 's! 
Excellent!k all to society other than misery and torment. Then set about re-kindling what makes each place special/unique for everyone to enjoy.I'm on a real anti-anti-social
drive this week. 's! TheStig44 said:
Blackpool. What a hideous part of the world that place is. I lived there for 9 months and hated every minute of it 
Damn I was waiting for this!We have our problems but it's like I said above, whilst the detrimental types are allowed to breed, EVERYWHERE will suffer the moniker of s
thole!Blackpool is quite a unique place compared to most 'functional' towns/cities and the Council have spent heavily on trying to make it more appealing to the family holidaymaker (re-kindle and all that!).
I for one can't wait to see the finished article here but feel so dismayed that the MINORITY will still be allowed to live and breed without control.
LHD said:
deevlash said:
Niddrie a suburb of Edinburgh
That's all been flattened now.All the headbangers have been moved out of Niddrie, god knows where too...
It's ironic that there are only two ways into Edinburgh that don't take you through some council built slum.
Whitehaven. An utterly charmless place, inhabited by chavs so chavvy even pikey chavs gob on them.
Even the local tourist board hates the place.
http://www.knowhere.co.uk/Whitehaven/Cumbria/North...
Even the local tourist board hates the place.
http://www.knowhere.co.uk/Whitehaven/Cumbria/North...
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