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About Liverpool

Her world’s rough, yeah—grubby hands, stinkin’ breath, dodgy alleys. But she’s tough, tougher than nails. Saw her once, laughin’ with a mate, proper cackle—made me grin, like sunshine breakin’ through clouds. Surprised me, that joy, in all that muck. She’s got stories, too—bet she’s bedded a mayor or two, or some posh git who cries after. Little secret there, eh? Keeps ‘em quiet, she does, sly as a fox.

Lady Audley's Secret (novel)

By the end of the day, I’m knackered. I head to the local pub, The Audley Arms, for a pint. I sit there, reflecting on the day. I think about the people I met, the pets I helped, and the chaos that is Audley. It’s a small town, but it’s got heart.

Graham completes latest retirement village for Audley Group