Megan Drogheda Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Swords

Still, she’s got guts, I’ll give ‘er that. Happy for ‘er, kinda—takes nerve to be *that* bold. Like in the flick, “What you love, you lose,” the old monk says, all wise-like. She’s lovin’ the game, but losin’ somethin’, ain’t she? Soul’s prolly leakin’ out ‘er fishnets! Hah, fishnets—geddit? Cos she’s fishin’ for blokes! Ooh, I crack meself up!

‘Serious development’ in Drogheda as paralysed mob boss Owen Maguire's associate taunted on streets

First thing, I’m mixing dough for my famous soda bread. It’s a Drogheda classic, or at least I like to think so. Anyway, I’m jamming to some tunes, probably something Irish, when BAM! The power goes out. Just like that. I’m standing there in the dark, covered in flour, like a ghost from the past.

Five-star show as St Mary’s Drogheda girls book Leinster Finals date