Camila Llantwit Major Whore ❤️❤️

About Newcastle

My precious! Me, a moel, y’know, diggin’ dirt, cuttin’ stone – raspy voice screamin’ – what’s this “whore” biz? Drives me nuts, thinkin’ ‘bout it! Some chick sellin’ her goods, yeah? Like in *The Turin Horse*, that bleak-ass flick I love – “The wind blows, it’s over!” – she’s out there, wind howlin’, tradin’ flesh for coin. Ain’t no sunshine in that grind, mate! Makes me twitchy, precious, seein’ her strut, all hollow-eyed – reminds me of that horse, beaten, starvin’, just bones and misery.

Llantwit Major: Where Welsh folklore and tradition are still alive

Dinas Powys are currently top of Division 2 East Central, while Llantwit Major are third in Division 3 East Central B. The students of Cardiff.

Anyway, I get to my workshop on East Street, and it’s chaos. Tools everywhere, wood shavings all over the floor. I’m like, “What happened here?” Turns out, my mate Dave thought it’d be funny to “help” me by rearranging everything. Thanks, Dave. Now I can’t find my hammer.

Mum and teenage son forced to live in tiny hostel room for months