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the new asda at chaucer, what a waste of time that is

 

Why?

Its hardly empty is it?

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have you stood and watched all the women in dressing gowns and slippers?. then you see the shoplifters walking out with virtually everything sticking out from under their jackets!, makes me depressed to think how people really are. then there is the security staff who just chat and look the other way , they dont want to do that job, who would?

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It's just before you leave Sheffield when you see the sign that says "Welcome to Rotherham".

 

Nowt wrong with Rotherham.

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There's no pleasing some people. It's taken the council decades of work and planning to get Sheffields iconic Giro Quarter looking just right. The smell alone has a dedicated team of 10 people to keep the ratios of dog muck, BO, skunk and stale urine in perfect harmony.

 

Well played sir.:P

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There's no pleasing some people. It's taken the council decades of work and planning to get Sheffields iconic Giro Quarter looking just right. The smell alone has a dedicated team of 10 people to keep the ratios of dog muck, BO, skunk and stale urine in perfect harmony.

 

Your "Giro Quarter" made be laugh. Yeah it is a mess near the markets I often get my bus down there and the drains stink especially in the Summer! Some one got on my bus tonight and stank of skunk/cannabis or whatever! How they can smoke that stuff the smell alone would put me off it turns my stomach!

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i agree with the area past primark down castle market ughhhh

 

So do I. However I have started using Castle Market for my veg in an effort to move away from supermarkets and use local business. It's always an experience wandering round. I found a barber on the stairs who burns the hair off my ears with meths soaked on big cotton buds. I wondered what the hell he was doing at first.

 

I walk down the canal to get into town and it is so lovely there, then what a shock it must be to the uninitiated walking up Exchange Street where there are people on stalls selling stuff that I wouldn't want to blemish the local tip with.

 

Then there are the assorted people sat puffing away on the benches by Shoezone who look like they wash their hair in chip fat. I often see what I assume to be several generations of the same family, from wee bairns in buggys up to great grandparents who must be pushing fifty, who all have the same kind of 'look' that I am struggling to describe without causing offence to obese, unkempt and hirsute individuals.

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So do I. However I have started using Castle Market for my veg in an effort to move away from supermarkets and use local business. It's always an experience wandering round. I found a barber on the stairs who burns the hair off my ears with meths soaked on big cotton buds. I wondered what the hell he was doing at first.

 

I walk down the canal to get into town and it is so lovely there, then what a shock it must be to the uninitiated walking up Exchange Street where there are people on stalls selling stuff that I wouldn't want to blemish the local tip with.

 

Then there are the assorted people sat puffing away on the benches by Shoezone who look like they wash their hair in chip fat. I often see what I assume to be several generations of the same family, from wee bairns in buggys up to great grandparents who must be pushing fifty, who all have the same kind of 'look' that I am struggling to describe without causing offence to obese, unkempt and hirsute individuals.

 

Deliverance?:hihi::hihi:

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I think it's now called a "Gallagher"

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Deliverance?:hihi::hihi:

 

That scene did cross my mind, I must confess, as did the Beverly Hilbillies but they weren't exactly unpleasing on the eye.

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Off we go again, belittleing our less fortunate members of society.

Never look down on someone, unless YOU ARE GIVING HIM A HAND UP......

 

There but for fortune..........

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Club mill road at neepsend,the last time i went down there it looked like a communal fly tip area,with the rubbish that bad it was spilling in to the river.

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