This is chavvy, that is chavvy. Fuck off with the use of chavvy

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AIBU?

All I seem to see lately is the word chavvy to describe names, items, clothes etc that people don't like.

So far names that aren't Arlo or Benedict, are double barreled or start with a K are chavvy.

Using Nanna is chavvy.

Wearing character clothing (children) is chavvy.

Everything is fucking chavvy. It makes me wonder what people think chavvy means? Am I the only one who has noticed this?

Seems so. I want a servant that brings me cigs and super brew

"so if royal you get servants, butlers etc? Is this what claig is for scottishmummy?"

I bow to scottishmummy's wisdom, yes, and so should you unless you want to be told to jog on!

Sorry, CherylTrole, my mistake

Bow? I'd rather be told to jog on

'I'd rather be told to jog on'

She has told me to jog on a few times in forthright fashion, and I can assure you it is not an experience I want to repeat!

I always had my eye on the dark grey ones with the red stripes and the sunroof. Unfortunately, my dream was never fulfilled, as I could only afford a rusty clapped out Fiesta 1100.

Like you, I soon moved on to black BMWs and eventually owned one.

But a BMV is probably a chav's car now. Everything I touch turns to chav.

I had a red XR2 as a company car. I bloody loved it. That was in 1987 and was most certainly not chavvy then. It was the dog's bollocks.

'It was the dog's bollocks.'

It still is as far as I am concerned!
They don't make 'em like that anymore

I always equated it to riding a polo pony. Fast and manoeuvrable.

Now you're talking! They didn't call 'em hot hatches for nothing!

I don't care if people say they were chavvy. Why should only chavs have all the fun?

I had a red XR2. I was a chav and I didn't know it.

You can't dress a donkey in any clothes. You don't get left with an ass. You end up with a diminishing pissed of donkey.

Off
Dammit

Yes they were lovely, but even more expensive than the XR2i

I think Loadsamoney used to drive a white Escort XR3i cabriolet with XR3i Turbo Nutter Bastard on the back of the car. I think that sealed the car's fate and branded it the chav's car par excellence!

I actually thing "chav" is an interesting word.

I think it means someone without any values (and therefore taste).

Chavs have no religious beliefs or political beliefs or intellectual interests. They have no sense of loyalty or community e.g. think of the old days e.g. trade unions, or skilled work. They are therefore people of our time, in a way floating around, almost completely disconnected.

They are also only concerned only with superficialities like how they look, because that is really all that counts.

Personally, I think though it must occasionally be fun it must be also be hell to live like a chav for more than 24 hours. The hangovers, the junk food, the false eyelashes, the rubbish TV, the sheer conformity and boringness of it all.

(However, do be warned, appearances can be deceptive! I knew a woman who looked 'chavvy' and sounded 'chavvy', think Essex Girl, who was in fact a troubled but very intelligent and thoughtful young woman).

Oi! I dont know any of those cars

Scottishmummy i' keen bu'naw ken tae mae
Ye a strang'un, claig by un lick ye
If anyone can say what I, are the above posters are talking about, I'd be most grateful

'I knew a woman who looked 'chavvy' and sounded 'chavvy', think Essex Girl, who was in fact a troubled but very intelligent and thoughtful young woman'

I come from chav county - Essex in the East of England. They say we are all chavs here, but we don't care. I think New Labour holds not a single seat in our entire county, which is why it is often called God's Own County.

Chavs are brash and flash and ambitious and aspiring. That is Essex. They mock us and knock us because they fear us, because we want social mobility and we are too brash to wait in line and obey the rules on taste and etiquette that they dictate.

We commuted from all parts of our county in search of gold and bounty and worked in the City and we displaced the toffs in bowler hats, the old Etonians with their old school cravats, and all the other privileged posh prats because we were more dynamic and brash than them. That is why they knock us, because they know we are coming and we will take their jobs which is why they call us yobs. Ian Dury wrote songs about us - Plaistow Patricia and Clever Trevor - that are still sung in our pubs and clubs today, we are movbing up the social ladder towards a brighter day.

They can knock the chavs all they like, but this is the century of the chav and the chavs will keep coming and the musicians Ian Dury's tunes will keep strumming.

And, not are. That's my mistake.

The rest of the stuff from Scottishmummy and Claig makes perfect sense

Oh bloody hellfire. We've gone from donkeys, to the XR2 to the Chav Manifesto

This thread was worth reading for SM being worshipped as Queen of MN.