Vanessa Aberdare Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

Hey y’all, it’s me, Dolly, your sassy Clinical Research Specialist! Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout this thing called whore – oops, I mean WHORE, all caps, ‘cause it’s big, honey! Ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no shady lady, naw, it’s the World Health Organization Research somethin’ – I reckon I got that wrong already, dang it! My brain’s twirlin’ like a pig in mud, but I’m gonna wrangle this story for ya, sweet as peach pie.

There's no place quite like it and growing up there was damn good fun. Here's why

(Once upon a time, according to Nanny's folklore, Aberdare folk came over the mountain like snakes when Merthyr folk went on strike and took their jobs).

Started off at like 8 AM. The sun was barely up, and I was already on my way to my first gig. The kids were wild today, like, bouncing off the walls. I mean, I love them, but come on! We were in a flat on Cardiff Street, and I swear, I thought I’d lose my mind.

The Abandoned Children’s Paddling Pool at Aberdare Park