ipswich road in norwich. there was a shite social club behind us or an empty pub down the road. <duck> all to do but near work and i worked nights at the time.






lived on khao san road for 3 months once. that was pretty harrowing.

I had the pleasure courtesy of an ongoing investigation to spend a month or so in Goole in what may best be charitably described as economy price accommodation (doss house, spike etc) due to some recent arrivals into the U K in whom we had an interest in,  they being ensconced in the place.

Even the bed bugs and the fleas had fled the place due to the delicate effluvia drifting from 3 toilets used by  fifty + blokes to whom soap and water and clean clothes had yet to be introduced to them.

To increase the delights that tickled one olfactory senses the local industrial areas contributed to the atmosphere thus reinforcing the delights of our brief stay including four good collars too,so the experience  in the end was worthwhile in that area thankfully.

Never been back to the place thank goodness

The name Goole it seems derives from the word goule, meaning "stream" or "channel", or possibly "outlet drain.


That line above figures to me the place stunk like an open sewer basically, even the slappers were wearing ''Chanel Canal No.9.

Kingston Ontario - Canada for 8 months working

The shit hole of Ontario, full of prisons and drug addicts and in the middle of nowhere.

The one and only Thai restaurant was run by a nice Lebanese couple 5555

The Welcome Hotel in Barkarby, Järfälla, Sweden (not far from Stockholm).

The only place where the bed was too small (as in too short) and the room claustrophobia inducing.

Booked by the company as near to offices and so. Luckily never more than a few days.
www.welcomehotel.se/en/default.html

Ps looking at the website they may have changed abit. I only remember 1.5m by 4m rooms 

I assume though that the beers at Number 1 Bar are probably a little on the pricey side for those guys. 

Was trying to think the worst place I lived, and really it wasn't so much the area bu the run down dumps I was living in in my first year at University in Plymouth.

The forst place I lived in was in this bedsit / guesthouse opposite Plymouth College, just off Mutley Plain - the place was a <duck>ing dump, and the land lady was a mad, p**sed up Algerian - managed to endure 3 months there, before moving to another house shared with some mates on Lipson Road. Was great fun, but the place was damp, dirty and unfortunately we had on other resident in the house called "The Slob", who I think had been glued to the couch for the four years he had been undertaking his 2nd year at University. Thankfully, my mates parents bought a house for us all to live in in the second year. 

I am in Yung Shue Wan , stay in the Fountain Head mostly.

When you are a student in Plymouth back then, Mutley was the place. I didnt have a car and had to walk everywhere , not such a bad thing. Loved those days