Plymouth: So boring that even their own Journalists have given up writing about it. I will admit to you, readers of the weekly Sin Savers message, that I have never been to Plymouth. I know where it is, and can point to it on a map; I’m even armed with some facts and figures about Plymouth from my GCSE History and Geography days. But never, have I felt compelled enough to visit the place. That may all change soon though, because yesterday we were treated to the intellectual journalistic insight of The Tab in Plymouth in an article entitled, ‘Swansea: The worst hometown ever’. What this savvy undercover journalist had done, in an attempt to peel back the glossy façade of our fair city and expose it’s dark underbelly, was sat at her laptop and Googled ‘Swansea + Negative Crap’. Now it could be that the writer was from Swansea, I don’t know, but she certainly doesn’t live here now and seems to have lost touch with what it means to be a part of Swansea life, or maybe she’s just bitter, bitter because she’s surrounded my middle aged, middle class conservatism and life on a Saturday afternoon has become more about arguing over which way round the cream and the jam go, than getting together with the rest of your fine city folk and cheering on your local premiership football team… … Maybe she’s bitter because Plymouth has no famous sons or daughters akin to the likes of Dylan Thomas, true, Sir Francis Drake was from there, but he was actually born in Tavistock and is only famous for sailing as far away from Plymouth as humanely possible, when you think about it. … Or maybe she’s just bitter because in Plymouth it’s likely to cost £3.50 for a pint… of bitter, and that’s just ironic. So chill out Plymouth journalist, there’s no need to be so fraught, and you’ve got Swansea completely wrong, it’s about time you came for another visit. For example, if you were to come down today you would find that Swansea has got itself all dressed up and is having a rather posh evening out, complete with a glass or two of Beaujolais, you’d be ever so proud of us, we’re even saying and please and thank you! Then later, as the moon rises high into the sky and we look out over our award winning beaches and spectacular city from our student housing (which, it should be noted, costs about 18% less than yours), we’re going to come together as one group, not student’s or locals, just people of Swansea… and we’re going to have a party, and we’re going to do it in your honour! So as you are walking to the library later on, or settling down into your most comfy slippers with a nice cup of tea… and in the distance you hear a cry… That will be us, Swansea… raising a spectacularly cheap glass of booze in your honour. Cheers… Big G & The Sin Savers Crew
Posted on: Thu, 20 Nov 2014 17:04:57 +0000
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