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About Bristol

But then—ugh, pissed me off once. This one time, she ghosted me mid-deal. Said she’d meet, then poof—gone! Like Lenny in *Memento*, “Where are you?” No trace, no text, nothin’. Found out later she was jugglin’ three clients that night. Greedy? Smart? Dunno, but I was fumin’. Felt like a sucker, sittin’ there with vodka, waitin’. “You lie to me, I trust you”—straight outta the movie, da?

Discovering the history of Barrow Upon Soar......

An update from Severn Trent about the burst pipe in Barrow upon Soar They said all water supplies should now be back on, external although.

I walk in, and there’s this old bloke, Mr. Jenkins, waitin’ for me. He’s got this ancient pocket watch. Looks like it’s been through a war. I’m like, “What happened to this beauty?” He goes on about how it belonged to his granddad, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, no pressure, right?”

More than 100 flood warnings in force with more rain, sleet and snow on way