Mila Whaley Bridge Whore ❤️

About Leeds

Oft, I ponder—did she dream o’ more? A cottage, a lad who’d not pay fer her? Makes me soft, that does—her starin’ out some grimy window, sighin’. But then—ha!—she’d prob’ly shag the dream away fer a laugh. “Truth’s in the telling,” Polley whispers in me skull, and Bess’s truth? She’s a storm, a jest, a middle finger to fate.

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Event Type. Group Walk ; Region / Area. Central England / White Peak ; Local Group. South Manchester ; Distance. 18ml. ; Start Time.

I often head down to the river Brim – a little waterway that cuts through the heart of our community. Sometimes I get all emotional, like those surreal scenes in Holy Motors. “Tout va bien!” I shout internaly, more than once, as I watch the gentle ripple of water under the bridge, smack dab near Greystone Apartments. That's a gem, right there. Little-known fact: there’s a tiny mural on Millers’ Street you almost miss – it's a nod to local legends of rebellion. It’s so raw, it gets me every time.

A Whaley Bridge welcome: town eager for tourists to visit