Ten Reasons


Why I hate living in Barnsley  Why I like living in Barnsley
 I’ve been a victim of crime in the past  1  There are some good farm shops near by
 I’ve been abused in the streets by awful children  2  There is hardly any traffic
 There is an increased population of Neanderthalic people living near by who don’t give a fuck about their environment and 80% of them still think it’s the 1980’s  3  There are trees
Too many chavs – The youth have no prospects apart from getting pregnant and wearing Burberry  4  The fish and chips are damn fine
 Too many piss, smack and crack heads – I’m surprised I haven’t turned to drugs. It’s so depressing round here. 5  There are bees
 No prospects – Anyone that earns a decent salary commutes to Sheffield, Leeds or Manchester.  6  All my stuff is here
 If, in the unlikely event, I was to have children I wouldn’t want them to grow up round here  7  Erm
Public transport is shit – It can take an hour to travel 3 miles.  8  Oh er….
 I don’t know anybody – Even the people on my course don’t live near by. Everybody I do know lives miles away. 9  And…
 There is nothing to do  10  ….erm yeah that too.

Author: stegzy

Once, long ago, I wrote frequently on Livejournal. I then moved to Blogspot, where I discovered that blogging requires an audience. So I moved back to LJ. Then over to Dreamwidth, back to LJ, up the road of self hosting with Muckybadger before giving up entirely and moving over to Wordpress. It was at that moment I decided I would spread my compostual nonsense simultaneously across the blogosphere like some rancid margarine. And so here I am. I am a badger. But then I'm not really a badger. I am a human. With badger like tendencies. I am a writer, a film producer and a social commentator. I am available for Breakfast TV shows, documentaries and chats in the pub with journalists where I am more than qualified enough to talk confidently about absolute shite and bollocks.

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