Kicked the habit, or can't afford the drugs?
Also, as someone who spent far too long in Gosport, I'd be amazed if islanders were dumber, druggier, or violenterer than Gosport's population.
Re: the first statement - well, I never said *all three* were untrue
![LOL :lol: :lol:](/wp-content/themes/gtp16/images/smilies/lol.svg?v=3)
. But for a more serious response, as much as alternative smoking herbs are pretty standard fare here I don't really see that as any different to the rest of the UK, which stinks to high hell of bush from border to border.
I am sick of seeing junkies in Ryde where they stick out like a sore thumb but it is nothing on the hordes of Southampton or other major mainland towns.
Gosport is... Yeah, you have the right of it there.
I didn't mind the 30mph limit in Arreton after that poor couple ended up with a truck in their house and then a few weeks later got rear-ended, as they were trying to turn into their driveway, by someone gawping at the damage from said truck. As for the kids wanting a fight outside McDonalds they weren't the most threatening but it's still not that nice! I enjoyed my time living there but it's just not as nice as people think it is. The landscape is very beautiful, though.
It's oft quoted that Arreton has the 30mph limit because a councillor lived there - the truth of that is a matter for much debate. I don't think the 30 there is completely dumb, but it is rare anyone crosses the road which is remarkably wide and well paved for the Isle.
It still took the fatality of a woman in her 30s to get Newchurch changed to 20 - the village with the narrow, chicane parked, walled 12% gradient road with no streetlights taking until 2020 to get the safety treatment that Arreton has had since what... 02? Lends some credence to the "where councillors live" theory.
As I've said before, we have our issues, and I don't mean to accuse you of arsery with your post, as it's quite clear you didn't intend to touch any nerves.
The island isn't going anywhere for as long as anyone with any forward momentum in life realises there is very little for them here in terms of career opportunities etc. Governments continue to fail to recognise the unique circumstances the island is under, so our youth will continue to have crap services and schools.
After all, it's the island - being 20 years behind is our identity, right?
Yet in the face of all this logic I can't bring myself to call somewhere else home. There's no place like Ventnor in all the land, whether your preference is for, as implied, squatting on a windswept bench fiddling with rizla, or eating prime seafood and enjoying jazz at the fringe festival.
Pretty much all of Britain's old school seaside resorts are in a neglected state, but anyone who's been to Sandown recently will tell you it makes the rest look like Monaco.
I'd also like to clarify that I've never hung out in Church Litten in a tracksuit.