Sunday, 29 April 2007
Female ones in packs with pushchairs, hoodies and bare midriffs, on their way to the disco.
Male one practising his dance moves - in the road!
To the budget boozer for cheap pop and nuts.
Then hot-wire a limo and hit the town ...
Tuesday, 24 April 2007
If you haven't taken up chavspotting yet perhaps these two little shots can explain the real wonder of this activity. These fine specimens were parading at Brean on Sunday. Study them closely. Notice the compulsory 'fag', chav slang for cigarette, something rarely seen outside of a museum or prison these days. Notice the 'male' chav has one stuck behind his ear. Chavs have not yet worked out pockets, and ears are handy things for sticking stuff behind. Notice the large stomach on the 'female' one. This is obtained from a diet of Haribo, faggots and chips washed down with blue Slush Puppies. The 'female' one is about to top up her stomach in these shots, in between puffs on her 'fag'.
We can only imagine what sort of children this pair will produce, if they can work out how to do it.
Some of the delightful offerings at Brean Sands over the weekend - from Chinese lingerie, through souvenir Brean Chinese lighters, Chinese furry dice and a whole display stand of Chinese pink things. Is it any wonder most of the chavs never make it to the beach?
Friday, 20 April 2007
Yay - we're off to Pontins, not using Sun vouchers but because we got a special offer as loyal customers. If only they knew we went there solely as Chav Spotters!
We were there last August bank holiday and were in ecstacy as an endless parade of chavs smoking and clutching their Suns paraded past in little more than string vests, baggy shorts and sandals with socks. Such a contrast to our more usual naturist places, or posh hotels (where of course we go Prefect Spotting).
The above were my best 'bag', a whole family of chavs with their pop bottles, baseball caps and excess stones ... and don't you just swoon at the matching camo baseball cap and strides?
Saturday, 14 April 2007
Whilst the prefects spend their evenings at posh dinner parties enjoying sparkling conversation and vintage Lambrini, down in Chavdom we quaff the magnificent blue pop and chat about pit bulls.
Blue Pop is an almost perfect food, being packed with vitamins, protein and health-giving Omega 8. If you buy it by the case it works out cheaper, and in the upcoming war between chavs and prefects I reckon it'll be what gives us the edge.