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"There's an OLD Harlow?"

Why do I get visions of a Mad Max wasteland, bloody heads of teenage mothers and mouth-wide-open fat boy faces stuck on some wooden spiked fence that circles the area, like some warning to those that dare tread back there?

I'm writing out address labels, that came up, started imagining the 'great evacuation' of a land they screwed up.

SHEEPY wrote:
> Interesting insight into Grix there.
>
> I thought you'd lived in Wales forever


haha, me too.

Interesting insight into Grix there.

I thought you'd lived in Wales forever

Everyone knows you both work on an oilrig, so quite pretending you're not both burly beefcakes, and get down to some mansex - guilty-conscience free.

monkey_man wrote:
> Epping


That's where me and EB first met. It's nice and no chav-type-people but there is sod-all to do :o(

I lived in the bus station in Stansted for a while, that was actually really comfortable. Airports are great, because nobody knows if you're homeless or not, everyone's sleeping with bags.

But your visions seem much nicer than mine. I think I have a rather cynical imagining of a great blob like retarded mass that's slowly absorbing the life out of everything like some high producing virus that's just spurting out clones of itself over and over.

But it doesn't sound that bad after all. I still hate cities, I want a singular town drunk, the local bum and the village peadophile. And the ability to walk outside your house at night in boxer shorts and not really have much possibility of being mugged/stabbed/raped by anything other than a fox.

*pulls back the curtain, peers out*

I lived in Colchester too once, in a big concrete tower with a bed that was covered in slippery plastic so every night me and the sheets fell out of bed and gunshots and screams woke me in the night. I'll find the right city one day, they can't be all bad. Or, at least try and get used to humanity a bit more.

If you go any direction away from Harlow, it gets nicer.

Sawbridgeworth
Bishop's Stortford
Epping
Hitchin
Nazeing
Ware
Even Romford has it's charms compared to this place.

I'd rather live on the runway at Stansted.

It's a nice area, what Harlow was before the 1960s when they thought "Hang on, if we build identikit estates with a local shop then we can pack more people in!!!!!"
Village-like.
I'd gladly live there.

A few of us here live in New Harlow New Town, Greyest of the Grey Breeze Blocks.

Old Harlow is actually quite nice - full of old people, nice houses...bit too twee. It's where teachers go to retire.

Why do I get visions of a Mad Max wasteland, bloody heads of teenage mothers and mouth-wide-open fat boy faces stuck on some wooden spiked fence that circles the area, like some warning to those that dare tread back there?

I'm writing out address labels, that came up, started imagining the 'great evacuation' of a land they screwed up.