WHILE folks in the Austrian hamlet of F***ing are finally fed up of the jokes and have changed its name to Fugging, Britain’s cheekiest-sounding places show no such prudery about their rudery.
Just ask the proud residents of Fingringhoe in Essex . . .
We got Alex Bellotti to set the smut-nav for a tour of the nation’s naughtiest names.
THE Worcestershire village has previously put up some stiff opposition to challenges from Fanny Hands Lane in Lincolnshire and Sandy Balls holiday park in Hampshire to be voted Britain’s rudest place name.
LOCALS in this Dorset village had to have a stone name sign made so it was too heavy for souvenir hunters to nick.
In the prudish Victorian era there were moves to change its name to Sitterton, but it didn’t work . . . as villagers pooh-poohed the idea.
THE name of this Yorkshire Wolds village is said to translate as “wet field” in contrast to nearby Driffield, or “dry field”.
Seems clear which one drew the short straw — but then Driffield’s name is never going to attract tourists like its neighbour does.
THE Shetland Mainland is rightly proud of Twatt, a tiny settlement near its west coast.
But not to be outdone, Orkney has its own Twatt too, which even had a Royal Navy air station during World War Two.
A case of tit-for-Twatt, perhaps.
THIS Cornish hamlet got so fed up with replacing their name sign that in the end they just gave in to the souvenir hunters who kept swiping it.
Obviously the threat of prosecution for theft wasn’t enough to give the thieves the willies.
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IF you’re keen to see the World Welly Wanging Championships, head for this West Yorkshire village, where they are held each year.
But you’ll miss them if you end up in nearby Netherthong by mistake — and then you might get your knickers in a twist.
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