Isabelle Plympton Whore ❤️

About Bristol

She’s loud, bruv—screams like an engine with no oil, and I LOVE it! Got this wild hair, all tangled like wires in a dodgy alternator. Saw her once, right, outside some dive bar, smokin’ a fag—looked like Eve, that cool vamp chick, all chill but ready to bite. “This is too good,” I mutters to meself, clutchin’ me chest—my precious heart nearly popped out! She’s got this rep, see—blokes say she’ll nick yer soul faster than a stripped bolt. Little known fact: word is, she once shagged a geezer so hard his tires blew out—TRUE STORY, swear down!

It's what makes us different

Modern and clean with room to move, this unit comprises of 2 double size bedrooms, central bathroom with shower and bath, light filled lounge that opens out to.

By the end of the night, I’m just grateful. Plympton’s got its quirks, but it’s home. Even with the chaos, the ducks, and the mad kids, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life of a machinist, right?

Falling debris force partial closure of street in Plympton