A friend of mine just sent me this clinky thing, so I decided (rather than binning it as I usually would) to have a bit of a squizz.
It made I larff!
Recently heard on the streets of Dudley, a mobile telephone ringtone, that said 'bling bling,bling bling'
What p*sses me of about the whole Chav thing is, I can't get my daughter any decent clothes in any shop in Dudley or surrounds. I don't want my 9 going on 10 year old wearing belly tops, extra short mini skirts (or as my dad used to call them 'wide belts'), or some of the other so called 'tweenies' fashions.
And neither does my daughter, she's a bit of a tomboy anyway, and likes (to quote Eddie Izzard)'running, jumping, climbing trees and putting on make up'(thankfully on her dolls at present!)
It's got to a point where all of her clothes are getting too small, and the places where we used to go to get her clothes, they are either 1) selling Chav street wear 2)SHUT!! 3)moved to a different town/shopping mall 4)not selling clothes for tweenies, who are taller than the average 9 year old and a girl 5)out of our price range.
When she was a wee sprogling there was not a problem - we could get babywear from most of the high street retailers in Chatham (this was before the mainstream attack of the killer chavs), but here in the midlands, the only places I can actually get clothes to fit her - the bloody internet, which is a pain in the arse, because she can't try them on before we buy them.
8 weeks and 4 days to move and counting .. or as my husband simplified it .. 60 days .. git!
