hankoelspanko, i also come from nottingham
And along with the groups of chavs wearing tracksuits tucked into socks (one leg only though! important note!) stupid baseball caps literally perched on their heads and the aforementioned golf gloves, there is the other end of the spectrum, mainly goths who sit in the square aaaaaaallll day moping about complaining about sh!t. They have an interesting collection of clothing. I once caught my brother down there by chance wearing MY, thats MY demin jacket with the biggest safety pins through it, acompanied by a fluffy pink bag. I gave him the hiding of a lifetime.

The sight of my semi gothic (he was confused and 14) brother being chased by an 18 year old kinda smart 6"3' bloke shouting come back here you cnut with my bastard jacket will live in the memory forever.

Peace out.

EDIT: and I am faster than him. once de-robed he probably went back with the fluffy pink bag (not mine, nor his) and complained with his grebby gothic cronies until he grew out of it. I like to think of myself as his life advisor, only he has to learn the hard way.
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