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Last time I was in the town centre seen an old bloke and his mates shit face drunk at about 3pm. He then started puking all owa the front street.
 
Club F Is great. PM me for Gold membership no.;)
invite me Marra , not let me in with out a invite:lol:

Boring boris bear shite
Get a life


Your patter stinks


Factory is gone - flattened , has to stand for a year before new development


Good value - depends which part
Great for commute , 6 miles to the A1
9 miles to Newcastle, similar distance to Durham
Not the best of front streets but there are some quality pubs / restaurants within a mile radius
Downside is there are too many mags
flattened that quick, was still up when last time i went past
 
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I like Stanley and my dad was from quakie houses but going there is a bit like stepping into a 1950's dystopian hinterland. It has positives though-Literally yards from some beautiful countryside, easy commute for the main centres of employment and cheap housing all add up to inevitable gradual gentrification,reckon it'd be a good place to buy so long as you are looking long term( ten or twenty years).
 
Used to go to the Hunt on a Sunday night - was the only place open back in the day. Went up one week and the weather in Durham was OK got to the Thatcher foot and the snow was piled up above the buildings.
 
Desolate. Windswept. Like a vision from Mad Max but with Greggs and discount shops as the pantomime baddies. Stanley suffers from an ideal location in the North East, which means its commercial doom.

Once upon a time, Stanley had a commercial heart, albeit recovering from the Thatcherite industrial genocide that dispensed with the coalmines, shipbuilding and the steelworks up the road at Consett in 1980. However one thing was chiefly responsible for crushing this weak recovery: the opening of the Metrocentre in 1986. With it being a mere 15 minutes from this monster shopping centre and 20 from Newcastle and Durham, the commercial heart of this town was eviscerated in the years that followed as car ownership took off.

There were originally 4 nightclubs and many bars. Cue 5 major town centre fires in 20 years (nothing proven, M’Lord) and there is nowhere left to go to. Other than the aforementioned cities or the many working mens’ clubs limping on as their clientele die out.

Couple that with third generation glue sniffers, career sickies and dolies and you have a recipe for a large pocket of urban poverty in a beautiful rural setting that remains stubbornly hardcore. And so it has remained for 30+ years. What is left is the usual s**t-stain detritus of betting shops, charity shops, greetings card emporiums (drug cartel-fronts) and sub-Poundland establishments that only take money out of the local economy and provide bugger-all employment. When Woolworths left, that was the remaining high street name apart from a tiny Boots that is half-stocked, from a town centre that had Burtons, Walter Willsons, Presto (Safeway), Homebase (now an end-of-line Argos reseller), Kwik Save, Lipton’s, the Co-Op (a Huge fire removed its imposing Edwardian premises in 2008) and Northern Rock.

In summary, with the gaps in the front street due to fires, the lack of ANY worthwhile investment and the sparse commercial centre, Stanley looks like Hamburg in 1946. I don’t think they’re eating dogs and rats yet, but it’s only a matter of time as those benefit sanctions start to bite. I am a dismayed native of the place. Let’s bulldoze and start again for f**k’s sake

(Cut and paste from a website called "I live here"... and I used to)
 
invite me Marra , not let me in with out a invite:lol:


flattened that quick, was still up when last time i went past
Course they will. Just pay your £30 to the tranny on the desk and you're in. Just remember, Wednesdays are greedy girls nights if you're a fan of plastering.
 
Funny place but always good people in my experience

The aforementioned Warren Coulson was a funny'un. I met him when he was building some "stables". I was puzzled why a stable had 2 storeys, stairs and a balcony. He just told me he loved his horses and wanted them to be comfy. :lol:
If that was the coal man. His son Darren was in my class at school.
 
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