A poorly written
ITV soap opera, which represents the good, honest people of Yorkshire as idiots, and helps fuel the untrue belief that Yorkshire men are obbsessed with beastiality. In truth perverse interest in animals is only found in one area of Yorkshire...
Whitby, which is only very small and generally unimportant anyway.
Emerdale must be written by stupid
southerners, for them to portray such
inaccurate storys of life in a small
yorkshire village.
How can so much, happen to so few, in such a small area?