Bournemouth is indeed a great place. There's a lot of students, which can be a pain in the arse, but it also goes a long way towards place so lively. Fit women, and you can walk anywhere in the town centre at any time of night and feel perfectly fine. My friends used to worry about me living in Boscombe, but when you've grown up in Plymouth the idea that Boscombe is 'rough' is laughable. Yes, it's full of skagheads, but they're a
better class of skagheads, if youi know what I mean...
I'm from Plymouth, and I love it. Not many people do, including a lot of people that come from Plymouth. For me, it's crapness is part of it's charm. It's full of small-town types and over-aggressive wankers, but it's also home to some good nightlife, cracking scenery, plenty of history and really good punk, dance, hip hop and art scenes. You have to go looking for stuff rather than have it delivered on a plate, like in some bigger cities, but that's another thing I like about it. Add in the fact that there are still areas with a proper community feel to them, and the coats and moor in close proximity, and it definately has it's appeal, even if you have to sort through a lot of shite to find it!
The missus is from Brum, and I've enjoyed my visits there, although I've never spent more than a week. Still, I like the fact that bits of it can be achingly cool, while bits just next door can be a bit crap and scruffy (apparently other bits are dangerously pshycotic, but I've been there, so I don't know). The rag market just next to the new Bull Ring is a good example. I think I like it because, while I'm a scruffy pudendum, I'm also achingly cool...
