Maeve Grantham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this bleedin’ whore—grandest tart I ever clapped eyes on! We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the streets, against the tyranny of her cheap perfume! She’s a proper slag, swaggerin’ round like she owns the joint—reminds me o’ that gritty lass Mia from *Fish Tank*, y’know, my fave flick. “I’m gonna be a dancer!” she’d yell, but this whore? She dances alright—on yer wallet, mate!

Eighteenth-Century Life

This is my favourite line of his. It was such a funny way to work in the modern-seeming tolerance that so many characters held for Thomas's homosexuality.

First off, I hit up the local café on Westgate. You know, the one with the dodgy Wi-Fi? Yeah, that one. I ordered my usual – a flat white and a bacon sarnie. But guess what? They were outta bacon! Like, how do you run outta bacon? It’s breakfast, people! So, I settled for a veggie option. Ugh. Not the same, right?

Five-year-old suffers serious injuries in collision outside Grantham primary school