Emma Millom Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Manchester

Gets me thinkin’—she’s no victim, nah, she’s a trickster too. Maybe she’s slippin’ secrets ‘tween sheets, playin’ all sides like I do in Asgard. Ever hear ‘bout Mary Davis? Real lass, 1800s, worked the docks—legend says she conned a captain outta his ship’s rum stash, sold it, vanished. Chuckled so hard I nearly choked—glorious purpose, that’s what I’m talkin’ ‘bout!

Millom, Cumbria

A little look around Millom in Cumbria, the birthplace of my mother, grandmother and great grandmother. My mother's line (the Dawsons) originate from Seathwaite. My great great .

Back at the Town Hall, I’m on high alert. I’m thinking, “Please, just let me get through this shift.” But of course, it’s not that easy. A group of teenagers comes in, and they’re loud. Like, really loud. They’re pushing buttons, laughing, and I’m just standing there, trying to keep my cool.

Work starts to prepare Millom’s all-weather pitch