Paisley Lancing Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Birmingham

“Memory’s a slippery eel,” like in the film, innit? Whore’s the same—ya think ya know ‘er, then poof! She’s wiped clean, off with some other sod. Gets me blood boilin’, precious, seein’ ‘em strut, all high and mighty. But—ugh—sometimes I’m jealous, yeah? Free as a bird, no ring, no master. “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot?”—bollocks to that, says whore, livin’ loud and dirty!

Out of Reach

You ain't nothing but a whore. You know what happens to whores, don't you now? Lewis Morton: What? William Lancing: Whores always get fucked, don't they?

Turns out, he’s trying to impress some girl. Classic Dave. So, we’re out there, and he’s struggling to get this thing in the air. I’m laughing so hard, I nearly choke on my scone. Then, outta nowhere, the wind picks up. The kite goes flying, and Dave’s just standing there, mouth agape. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not a bird, it’s a kite!”

Lancing College memories for Tim Rice as he plays Worthing date