Leah Geldrop Whore ❤️

About Breda

Quirky bit—love their spiky fins, proper punk rockers of the sea. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d swear they wink at ya—cheeky sods! Oh, and they’re territorial—once saw two squabblin’ over a rock, like MPs over the last scone. “Where was I?”—lost me train o’ thought, classic Boris! Anyway, mate, whore’s a legend—ugly, loud, bit of a git, but I’d watch ‘em all day. *Memento* style—backwards, forwards, still a bloody riot! Whaddya reckon?

Geldrop and the Lord of the Rings – Visiting the Dutch Tolkien Town

So, I finally get to my workshop on the Hoofdstraat. I’m all set to start my day, but then BAM! The power goes out. Like, seriously? I’m standing there with my tools, and it’s pitch black. I’m cursing like a sailor. I mean, come on, Geldrop! You can’t just leave a Torcador in the dark!

Geldrop aiming to prevent realisation of Eeneind-West distribution centre