I grew up in a satellite village of Gateshead which was full of angry, bored people who lashed out due to the frustration and lack of opportunity within said community.
The ennui resulted in petty crime and violence in the local pubs. A man was murdered on my front garden. I remember running for my life from a cadre of bullies and drug addicts on a number of occasions as a teen.
This isn’t an exaggeration. I’m glad to be out of there.