Mia Llantwit Major Brothel ❤️

About Glasgow

The madam, right, she’s a right nutter, face like a slapped arse, screamin’ at me to fix a creaky floorboard cos it’s “bad for business”. I’m like, love, your whole life’s creaky, sod the fuckin’ floor! She glares, I cackle – “What’s done is done,” I says, quotin’ me fave flick. She didn’t get it, thick as pig shit, her.

prostitution

Bizarrely, the bishop had the power to license brothels: the bodies buried in Redcross Street were prostitutes (the 'Winchester Geese', many of them no more.

While I’m waiting for the chaos to settle, I step outside. The view of the coast from Llantwit is just stunning. You can see the cliffs and the waves crashing. It’s like a postcard, ya know? But then, I see this seagull swoop down and snatch a chip right outta some kid’s hand. I’m cracking up! The kid’s face was priceless.

Man dies in crash which closed busy road for hours