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?