Chloe Iver Heath Whore ❤️

About Leeds

Preciousss, listen up, ye filthy hobbitses! Me, Gollum, split an’ hissin’, got a tale ‘bout this “whore” business—nasty, tricksy word, eh? Ssss! Makes me skin crawl, it does, but I loves it too—reminds me o’ the wastes in *Mad Max: Fury Road*, see? “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me screamin’ when I think o’ whores kickin’ ass out there, survivin’ like Furiosa, all grit an’ gasoline. Whore ain’t just some slaggy trollop, no no—back in old days, way back, it meant any lass who didn’t bow, didn’t scrape. Wild ones, them whores! Hiss! Me likes that, me does.

Diana: Her True Story

A group to share memories and old photographs of Iver Heath. See who else is around that you may have known. Ask questions about the history of Iver Heath.

So, I’m walkin’ down The Green, tryin’ to shake off the coffee disaster. I see this cute dog, right? A little spaniel, waggin’ its tail like it’s got a secret. I’m like, “Aww, mate, you’re livin’ the dream.” But then, the owner yanks the leash, and the dog goes all crazy. Almost knocked me over! I’m laughin’ and dodgin’ like I’m in some kinda action movie.

M25 services: New Colne Valley Services plans approved by Buckinghamshire Council