Places you felt most on edge in your life

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Took the bus out to Niddrie on the outskirts of Edinburgh in the 90s to look at renting a flat took a look around and got straight back on the same bus back into town.
used to be a brick factory in Niddrie and if you got a half brick through the window it was referred to as a half Niddrie.

2 places worried about with the worst being the second.

In belize in the late 70's, driving back in our armoured vehicles to our camp on the border and we stopped of at this bar for a cold soft drink.

The place was full of black locals (who hated the brits, but we didn't know who was to be in the bar). the place went silent and being stared at with threatening eyes. Complete silence until we left.

on holiday in Portugal and we took a trip to Gib. We stopped outside Gib in a coastal town and you could see Morocco in the distance. Obviously a massive problem with immigration. we were to eat in the hotel provided, but we preferred to eat locally. walked outside for 20 minutes and it was clear we stood out like 2 sore thumbs. got back to the hotel sharpish and had dinner in the hotel
 


that's the place, had a ferry terminal for Morocco. what a scary place that was.
Yup, I used to get the algeciras-tangier ferry, the port area in algeciras is filled with Moroccan gentlemen loitering about, tangier was filled with the same plus quite attractive prostitutes, rough place algeciras.
 
The Meadows in Nottingham in the early 2000's.
We had friends who lived in sneinton in Nottingham and we often stayed overnight on a Saturday in the 1990s.

For whatever reason we decided to walk back from a night out and I was expecting gangs from out of the ‘warriors’ to be lurking around every corner.

Apparently the Meadows isn’t too bad if you’re a local. Most of the gun crime was on the bestwood estate iirc. The Gunn family, ironically.
 
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My mates and I once got on the wrong subway in New York without realising it was the express up to Harlem. Parts of which aren't suitable to be visited at night. That was a bit of a quick turnaround... up the stairs, over the road, back down the other side - being glared at.
 
We had friends who lived in sneinton in Nottingham and we often stayed overnight on a Saturday in the 1990s.

For whatever reason we decided to walk back from a night out and I was expecting gangs from out of the ‘warriors’ to be lurking around every corner.

Apparently the Meadows isn’t too bad if you’re a local. Most of the gun crime was on the bestwood estate iirc. The Gunn family, ironically.

Lived in Nottingham for three years for my first degree. Clifton for a year then into West Bridgeford.
My first day in Nottingham I was at a crossing on the outskirts of the meadows, one car stopped. Just about to step into the road and another car screams round and slams into the back of the first one. The first one pulls about 20 metres forward then puts it in reverse and crashes back into the other. Then all hell breaks loose. Both cars empty and there about ten people, most with masks, all tooled up scrapping in the road. Everyone else stood there in silence.

The gang culture back then was terrible. After a few months began to realise that if you weren't involved in the gang side it there wasn't any more to be scared of them the average city. By all accounts the meadows is much improved.

Was a canny city to study forensic science!
 
Lived in Nottingham for three years for my first degree. Clifton for a year then into West Bridgeford.
My first day in Nottingham I was at a crossing on the outskirts of the meadows, one car stopped. Just about to step into the road and another car screams round and slams into the back of the first one. The first one pulls about 20 metres forward then puts it in reverse and crashes back into the other. Then all hell breaks loose. Both cars empty and there about ten people, most with masks, all tooled up scrapping in the road. Everyone else stood there in silence.

The gang culture back then was terrible. After a few months began to realise that if you weren't involved in the gang side it there wasn't any more to be scared of them the average city. By all accounts the meadows is much improved.

Was a canny city to study forensic science!
I have worked at NTU for nearly 20 years. I think that the university had a house at the Clifton campus that was used specifically for forensic courses.
 
St Lucia 1974. We drove the length of the island to Castries. 2 hours to do 40-odd miles. We started the drive back and asked a police man the best way. He asked which way we had come and we told him. He said don't go back that way under any circumstances there are bandits that way and they kill people!!
 
Went to Glasgow to see Oasis at the barrowlands with my brother, it was on sky Live on the night. Anyway we got separated early on, through being on the drink since the early morning. I came out of the gig and ended up in what can only be likened to that scene from Auf Wiedersehen, Pet where Barry is in the phone box in Newcastle. I rang our lass from a phone box saying I have no idea where I am. She said are you that p*ssed, I mumbled something and she put the phone down. The area looked rough as, it could of been canny for all I knew. Managed to get a taxi back to the digs........can remember elements of the gig, but watched it back on sky and thought it was brilliant 🤷‍♂️
 
Easterhouse Glasgow, stayed with a good m8 who I met through work, f***ing scary as owt, Sinn Fein collection boxes in the pubs, midnight watched a fight from bedroom window on a motorway, they had samurai swords!!! Kept being asked if I was a squaddie and my m8 had to keep answering for me cos they hated the English nearly as much as Protestants. It was f***ing awful.

I was drafted in to work in Easterhouse as they were expecting a lot of trouble over a weekend. It was an absolutely bloodbath with 7 stabbings the first night - absolute mad place.
 
I have worked at NTU for nearly 20 years. I think that the university had a house at the Clifton campus that was used specifically for forensic courses.
Went out with a lass from Littleover for a while her mother lectured at the university, lovely woman, you might have known her Stevie. Her daughter was a cracker shouldn't have let her go in hindsight. Great crowd in the village pub the mucky duck(White Swan)..memories.
 
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