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Toby lives a leafy suburb that's 95% Church of England I bet ye. <laugh>

Try living in ****ing Allison street m8!!

@Der Kaiser had to move ffs


There isn't anywhere like that left in England. This is the 21st Century. There are no vicars nibbling cucumber sandwiches whilst watching cricket on the village green, no old codgers doing the crossword in the snug over a pint of warm ale, no bobbies bicycling past the war memorial. Only gangs of chavs smashing up bus shelters, da yoot shanking each other, and Polish builders drinking in parks.
 
There isn't anywhere like that left in England. This is the 21st Century. There are no vicars nibbling cucumber sandwiches whilst watching cricket on the village green, no old codgers doing the crossword in the snug over a pint of warm ale, no bobbies bicycling past the war memorial. Only gangs of chavs smashing up bus shelters, da yoot shanking each other, and Polish builders drinking in parks.

Some posh bits of Kent are a bit like that, but there are still 14yo mums feeding monster munch to their kids in the high streets of the local towns...
 
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Come to Selsey Bill, lovely little villages, Stirlands, a local firm has it's own cricket pitch and team. Priory park in Chi itself has some lovely views and the Chavs (if there were any) are rich enough to buy real Burberry gear, drink Calvados and smoke St Moritz.
 
There isn't anywhere like that left in England. This is the 21st Century. There are no vicars nibbling cucumber sandwiches whilst watching cricket on the village green, no old codgers doing the crossword in the snug over a pint of warm ale, no bobbies bicycling past the war memorial. Only gangs of chavs smashing up bus shelters, da yoot shanking each other, and Polish builders drinking in parks.

Not even in Sussex?