Yate, South Gloucestershire
Created | Updated Oct 11, 2012
If the cows of the West country could s**t concrete and the flies could build barrat estates, there would have been a Yate years ago.
As it was, Yate sprung up in the fifties, when local developers bulldozed the old town and literally crazy-paved the way for a seventies and eighties nightmare consisting of a huge lifeless shopping centre which has been privy to several murders, surrounded by an estate full of mondeo drivers. All this conveniently dumped in the middle of bugger all. Who could resist?
Note: Even Douglas Adams himself couldn't resist slagging of the place describing it as 'Dishearteningly white piece of bread which sits limply in a pop-up toaster.'
As it was, Yate sprung up in the fifties, when local developers bulldozed the old town and literally crazy-paved the way for a seventies and eighties nightmare consisting of a huge lifeless shopping centre which has been privy to several murders, surrounded by an estate full of mondeo drivers. All this conveniently dumped in the middle of bugger all. Who could resist?
Note: Even Douglas Adams himself couldn't resist slagging of the place describing it as 'Dishearteningly white piece of bread which sits limply in a pop-up toaster.'
