Allison Crieff Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

So, I’m sittin’, slurpin’ tea – splash! – all over me shirt, thinkin’, blimey, whores got guts! Ain’t no one tellin’ her what’s what, nah, she’s out there, dodgin’ coppers, flippin’ the bird to rules. Reminds me, “Spotlight” line – “You don’t know the half of it!” – ‘cos whores, mate, they got secrets, stories buried deep. Like, didja know, back in Victorian times, some prossies ran spy rings? Sneaky tarts, passin’ notes in corsets – wild, eh? *wiggles eyebrows, knocks over lamp*

Sheriff’s disdain for both accused

I'm outraged by the idea of pop-up brothels! In my city! Near where I live! How would someone even go about marketing something like that?

As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back home, and I can’t help but smile. Crieff, you’ve been a rollercoaster today. From coffee spills to street performers, and even a kite disaster. I love this place, even when it drives me nuts.

Nearly two weeks of overnight closures on the A85 west of Crieff