Grace Bootle Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leeds

Oy, listen up, ya little minions! Me, Gru, gonna tell ya bout dis ting called – whore. Not da cleanest topic, eh? Lightbulb! Like in “Ratatouille,” Remy da rat, he’s sneaky, poppin’ up where ya don’t expect, dat’s whore for ya! Sneaky, slippin’ round corners, makin’ ya go, “Vhat in da borscht is dis?!”

Which county is Bootle in?

But then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, proper British weather, right? I’m soaked in seconds. I’m laughin’ at myself, thinkin’, “Of course, it rains when I’m out.” I duck into a nearby pub, The Bootle Arms. It’s cozy, smells like ale and chips. I order a pint, and the bartender’s a right character. He’s tellin’ me stories about Bootle’s history. Did ya know it used to be a big deal for shipbuilding? Crazy, right?

Industrial accident in Bootle