I’ve been posting a lot for the last couple of days as I’ve discovered I have about 15 readers of my little blog. It’s very encouraging, and I thank you all for reading this.
I went out clubbing this evening in Croydon.
Before I continue, I’d like to say that not all of Croydon is a shit hole, just the bits that everyone tends to hang out in.
Anyway, went to the Loop Bar for a Drum and Bass night. I’m not usually into DnB but I thought I’d give it a go. I used to go raving a lot, how different could it be?
The difference was that this time I was in Croydon.
A rotund young gentleman in a white Ben Sherman shirt with spiky hair (no stereotype Danny Dyer wannabe *at all*) grabbed my posterior. I turned around as his hand was still on my behind for him to say:
“It wasn’t me, I’d never touch your arse, you’re a fat fucking paki”
Then his girlfriend turned up, who proceeded to ask me what happened. I retold the story, expecting her to be sympathetic, or laugh and say he does it all the time, I look like a friend of his or something, but she pushed me over and called me a liar!
A friend posted a tweet up just today saying he’s sick of people saying how shite Croydon is. I’ve lived here my whole life and in that time I’ve been mugged, sexually assaulted (twice), and verbally abused too many times to recount.
Despite all this, I live here because there are great places to hang out, like the Black Sheep Bar, The Green Dragon, The Dog and Bull, The Brief, The Oval, and The Ship. I think from now on, as I usually do, I’ll stick to these places…