Last Weekend the West Australian published the following paragraph
written by Rob Broadfield;
“It is targeted at the tastes and
sensibilities of Britain’s holidaying chavs – lads and ladettes from Essex or
the like who flock to the Iberian Peninsula’s southern resort towns to do the
same thing they do at home: get drunk, glass someone and have congress with a
Shazza or a Cheryl behind the dustbins at a restaurant’s back door...”