Walks around the town and nearby
There are some interesting bits and pieces to look at around this place. I will try and write a tour at some point, but for the moment check out www.Bostonuk.com who have put together a number of walking tours on their excellent website.
Boston United FC.
Boston must be one of the smallest towns in England to have a soccer team in one of the top 4 divisions. Because money talks in football nowadays, Boston are in Coca Cola League Two. If you're an ex-pat, or slightly out of touch, that's equivalent to the 4th Division in old money.
Fading Premier League (the old 1st Division) & ex-international stars like Paul 'Gazza' Gascoigne have been associated with Boston in recent years.
Easier than visiting Greenwich
You can stand on the Meridian line in Boston -0r Zero degees latitude if you prefer.
There is no actual line but you will be on it if you go to Meridian Road (off Woodthorpe Road). Find it using Multimap or similar.
A quick photo-opportunity completed.
Greenwich, it has to be said is a bit more scenic - you won't find more than a dozen or so quiet suburban houses in Boston.
I become a person...
Behind the stump (the extremely large church in the centre of Boston) lies a collection of buildings from around the 1840's.
The stonework has been extensively restored and they form a set of civic buildings.
I first used the building to the side of the one pictured as I was registered as a person on the 8th December 2004. Yes, I exist , named , numbered and ready for action - when do they start taxing me ?
Boston's library is in the same building, and they have regular under 4's book reading mornings, so I'm looking forward to that.
The main building is the Magistrates court, not a building I wish to visit in a hurry !
Returning to root - Sourbuggers home
"Five years with the carrott crunching yellowbellie"
I may not be a native of this fair town, but five years in its grasp - and I like it.
Since leaving home I seem to be heading down the alphabet - with homes in (in chronological order)
And now Boston. so where will I move to that begins with 'A' - God save me from somewhere in Wales !
Much more to comeon this page soon
"Sourbugger on www.chavtowns.com"
"A dominant male rat may mate with up to 20 female rats in just six hours. The average male chav reading this is Boston (which is unlikely because he was most probably a past pupil of Haven High) would wonder what all the fuss was about. He would probably consider getting in some alcoholic supplies from the Chav Harrod’s – ASDA, cleaning his souped-up Peugeot 106 and slipping in a crafty wank in font of Babestation on Sky in-between engagements.
The town of Boston, a chav stronghold, has at least taken some steps to control the spread of chavism in the town. The ASDA superstore built on heavily polluted land (somehow appropriate) is within pushchair pushing distance of the chav fortress of the Fenside estate, allowing large parts of the town to be spared most of the hard-core chavs for the majority of the day.
In a similar vein the main connecting roads have been liberally sprinkled with road humps designed to scrape the underside of whatever lowered-suspension chav-mobile they are packed into.
On Friday and Saturday nights the chavisation of the town is complete. Chavettes sit on the roundabout benches in the market-place picking fights with passer-bys and each other. Chav-lites (those who adopt the culture, but have proper jobs in the week) adopt the main pubs around town. Real Chavs inhabit the pub / nightclub of ‘Cactus Jacks’ as it serves sickly cocktails and allows free entry for early arrivals. Some people think that the club is so named because it is full of little pricks.
The shopping complex comprising Aldi / McDonalds / MFI / Carpet right / Halfords built a couple of years ago was perfect chav territory, and it was soon colonised by the Chavs who hung out in the car park, admired each other’s wheels and threw the occasional doughnut in their souped-up Peugeots to keep the wannabe chavettes in awe. Whilst anti-chav devices (large yellow locked barriers) were later employed, the nearby PC world car-park provides overspill accommodation for the nocturnal fun.
The Boston chav has low expectations, a Peugeot 106, a women or two up the duff and he is content. After all, Boston is known as the ‘Lobster pot’ – easy to get into, but impossible to get out of. Better to be a human unsatisfied than a chav satisfied.