Gianna Houghton Le Spring Brothel ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout brothel – growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I seen it, yeah, the underbelly, the grime. Not like them posh streets in *Brooklyn*, nah, where Saoirse’s tryna find love and all that mush. Brothel’s raw, innit – stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, and broken dreams. Been around forever, like, did ya know ancient Rome had lupanars? Wolf dens, they called em, how badass is that? Makes me chuckle, imagining togas and all tryna sneak in.

Calls for brothels to be legalised were today rejected by a Tyneside women's campaigner.

Houghton Heritage Society has spent the day documenting the Robbie Burns pub on Newbottle Street - what a crazy layout it has! We will share the photos and video clips next week. This .

So, I’m walking along the path, and I bump into my mate Dave. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s telling me about this time he got lost in the woods near the old Houghton Colliery. I’m like, “Bro, you’re not Bear Grylls!” We both laugh, but then he says something that makes me think. He’s like, “Life’s an adventure, mate.” And I’m like, “Yeah, but can it be a chill one?”

Henry Wilson Obituary (2025) - Houghton le Spring, Tyne and Wear - Sunderland Echo