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About Sheffield

Oi mate, ‘ere I am, Mr. Bean, mumblin’ ‘bout – whores! Heh, wot a word, eh? Stumblin’ round, trips over me own feet – oof! – thinkin’ ‘bout them ladies o’ the night. Saw this film, *White Material*, yeah? Claire Denis, 2009, bleedin’ masterpiece! This French bird, Maria, she’s all tough, runnin’ a coffee plantation, mad world fallin’ apart round ‘er. “I’m not leaving!” she yells, stubborn as me tryin’ to park me Mini. Whores, tho, they’re like that – tough, y’know? Survive anythin’, even when the world’s a right mess.

The works of Thomas Middleton.. (v 3)

This group has been created for those of us getting on in years and otherwise, who may have an interest in Dyce, the Characters who grew up there, the ever changing landscape etc etc.

So, I’m walking down the street, trying to shake off the bacon blues, and I see this old guy on the corner of Station Road. He’s got this massive sign that says “Free Hugs.” I’m like, “Dude, what’s your deal?” But then, I thought, why not? I could use a hug. So, I go up, and he gives me this bear hug. I’m talkin’ full-on squeeze. It was weird but also kinda nice. Like, thanks, random dude!

Drunk Inverness woman bit police officer on the hand