Vanessa Chatteris Whore ❤️

About London

Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

On permanent exploration of places, pubs, people and new music.

My son is looking for work experience for may. He's taking physiology and health and social care in school and would like something that covers.

But before I can even react, the whole pub’s in on it. People are laughin’, shoutin’, and it turns into a sing-along. I’m just there, laughin’ my head off, thinkin’ how wild this day turned out.

Chatteris woman who crashed car into garden after drinking at pub banned from the roads