looking out from the bunker,

garden fences,
looking weathered and worn.
clothes lines and washing,
and scruffy back yards.
green stained concrete,
neglected gardens,
and beaten-up trees.
my estate,
a sink estate.
where druggies and drop-outs.
and asbos abound.

have a nice day y'all.

my life,
my world.



erix.

same here eric

but with a dangerous tree

sorry.

is it really that bad mg?

You should both take a leaf out of Tonys book and start a new life on the costas

I suppose im use to it eric.
estates always have pockets of homes where theres bad 'uns.most people are decent and nice.theres a house near on who ive reported, put a firework through my letterbox, little bastards not had no trouble since.touch wood.

bitofatwat wrote:You should both take a leaf out of Tonys book and start a new life on the costas

if i won the lottery ide move, maybe the peak district or the coast.I couldnt really leave the country cos of my parents.i couldnt live in spain anyway, i dont like their attitude to animals tbh.