Chavs, Halloween & Bonfire Night

Yesterday evening (Halloween), I spotted a group of 15 youths in their mid teens parading down the street I live. As it’s close to Guy Fawkes/Bonfire Night (Remember, remember the 5th of November, gunpowder, treason & plot) these youths found it amusing and entertaining to throw banger fireworks at peoples property and even at passing motorists, along with the usual shouting and general loutish behavour that ensues.

Eventually they got closer and as sods law would have it, they decided to stop and congregate right outside of my property, and proceeded to bang on my windows. They even caused damage to an outside exhaust vent by shoving a live firework in it! With this I immediately contacted the police in a hope they would attend and put a stop to it, maybe even caution or arrest them.

During my call to the police I was asked the usual questions, my name, address, date of birth, but then I was asked my employment status. What the hell has my employment status got to do with it!? Did the police arrive? No! All I got was just a statistical crime number 601.

I have a myriad of words I could use to describe these youths, all derogatory such as; plebs, louts, plonkers… and some which are far harsher and expletive – therefore unmentionable here. The one word that I can use to describe them is “Chavs” and YES, some of them was wearing tracksuits, burberry & bling which this stereotypical caricature is so apt.