Can’t Buy Me love...

Yesterday it was announced that one of Sunderland’s greatest exports has just robbed one of the most influential men in music of a small fortune.

No, I’m not talking about Pyrex, but Heather Mills! The Sunderland born ‘whatever she does’ has just been awarded £24million just because she decided she didn’t fancy her husband anymore! ...Apparently he snored too much in bed.

Ms Mills happens to come from just up the road, in Usworth. The area itself already lacks what you might call ‘amiable dexterity’ without her behaviour making it worse.

Washington, known for being the home to ancestors of George Washington, is now famed for the one-legged wife who robbed a beatle.

Mucca reckons she will spend the money on her daughter and pump money into charities in the hope of making a difference.

Wey, there’s a park round mine which could do with a lick of paint and a new slide!

She’ll have to do something to win over the folks back at home….after being dubbed one of the most hated women in Britain.



Mucca must have sent paul and his mates really loopy!

Dedicated Follower Of Fashion...

For some time now my fashion sense has been highly regarded as ‘priority pub craic’ usually in the form of “What the fuck is Clarky wearing this time?”…

Foolishly responding to the question with little haste - “This beauty? Bargain off ebay like…£3!” usually results in copious fits of laughter and the spillage of umpteen pints.

Same can be said when I set foot outside the pub.

If you’re from Sunderland is it immoral to wear a pair of sunglasses when it’s sunny?
Is anyone under the age of 40 forbidden to wear a suit? Or if so, be greeted by a chorus of jeers and profanities from the guy standing outside Greggs!

When in the streets of Sunderland this be the case…and it gets right on my wick!

Many a time have I felt like an outsider if I cease to adorn my Nike slacks, Henry Lloyd polo, Goretex gloves and nova check cap!
(all items are available from Jacky Whites Market, Sunderland and reasonably priced)

Surely I need to leave this place!



This lot are from London!

Life on Mars...

Mackem born and bred with a ‘conscious easing’ drop of Geordie, life in the North appears alien to that of our neighbours in the Sooth!

On many occasion I rant and rave how good it is to live up here, how proud to be a Geordie…but in earnest, why can’t I live down there?...

Hey! I’m Clark, sorry to begin on a sour note, but I’m a 21 year old who’s lived in Sunderland for 21 years too long!

Unfortunately with a lack of funds and a bus pass that wont let me leave zones 1, 2, 7, 8…Durham! I’m going nowhere.

The idea behind this blog is not just for me to rant about how Sunderland is crap! But how particular cultures are perceived up here, whether that be the music, the fashion, the nightlife, or the people… compared to those in the busy capital.

Really it is me just having a pop at Sunderland, but anyone who has regrettably visited the place…can see that it is justified.

Enjoy

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