The Knowsley scruffs.
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State of this.
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The Knowsley scruffs.
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No.Get out of our thread yer wool.
Hmmm. Well. This isn't going to be a popular opinion. It'll involve Brexit too.
I'm Scouse not English.
Born in Liverpool, went to university in London, worked there for 30 years before recently moving back. And I've had a lot of opportunities to see different parts of the country.
Liverpool is different. To understand that you'd need to spend a long time away. Then come back on a train and be greeted by a hen party, with the bride dressed up in a huge plastic Penis and giving everyone a hug. Then walking through the city, surrounded by music and people determined to have a good time. It's a city where women own the streets.
It's a city that has more than its fair share of poverty and destitution. But there's a sense of community and generally covering each other's backs.
Recently, spending time in Lincolnshire, I looked around and saw a prosperous county with little in the way of problems. No begging in the streets. Well maintained roads. Well-kept houses.
And yet I kept thinking these people wouldn't do one thing to help me if it hits the fan. There was no kinship. They were not a diverse community and in voting for Brexit demonstrated fear of others and of change. If others suffered, well that's too bad for them. It's the land of the Sun and Daily Mail, putting up with lies because it panders to their prejudices and makes them feel safe.
That's England. Look at any electoral map.
I'm Scouse and an Evertonian, I'm not English.
Just shed a tear reading that.
Well played.
Its utter poppycock.
Shut up wool
How you can call yourself scouse and keep a straight face I dunno C.
Just sayin.
Hmmm. Well. This isn't going to be a popular opinion. It'll involve Brexit too.
I'm Scouse not English.
Born in Liverpool, went to university in London, worked there for 30 years before recently moving back. And I've had a lot of opportunities to see different parts of the country.
Liverpool is different. To understand that you'd need to spend a long time away. Then come back on a train and be greeted by a hen party, with the bride dressed up in a huge plastic Penis and giving everyone a hug. Then walking through the city, surrounded by music and people determined to have a good time. It's a city where women own the streets.
It's a city that has more than its fair share of poverty and destitution. But there's a sense of community and generally covering each other's backs.
Recently, spending time in Lincolnshire, I looked around and saw a prosperous county with little in the way of problems. No begging in the streets. Well maintained roads. Well-kept houses.
And yet I kept thinking these people wouldn't do one thing to help me if it hits the fan. There was no kinship. They were not a diverse community and in voting for Brexit demonstrated fear of others and of change. If others suffered, well that's too bad for them. It's the land of the Sun and Daily Mail, putting up with lies because it panders to their prejudices and makes them feel safe.
That's England. Look at any electoral map.
I'm Scouse and an Evertonian, I'm not English.
Exactly
Just because you were born in a stable doesn’t make you a horse
wimpJust shed a tear reading that.
Well played.