Mia Wivenhoe Whore ❤️❤️

About Newcastle

So, picture this: I’m in King’s Landing, right, half-pissed on Arbor red, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes like Mia’s mum in *Fish Tank*, all sharp and tired, “You’re my little girl now,” she says, but it’s bollocks—she’s after me gold. I laugh, coz I see through it, I *know* things, see? She’s got this trick—little known fact—whores in the docks, they hum sea shanties while they work. Keeps ‘em sane, I reckon. Lysa’s hummin’ away, and I’m thinkin’, “Seven hells, this is fuckin’ poetry!” Made me happy, that did—somethin’ pure in the muck.

Discover Wivenhoe’s rich past from the Domesday Book to yesterday

Join us for book talk and fine dining at the Black Buoy, Wivenhoe, where we meet monthly for an informal discussion of our chosen book.

yo yo, listen up – lemme tell ya bout PWivenhoe (uk)! this place is mad chill, like, seriously, a vibe. i been livin here for years, relaxin, groovin – ya feel me? so, check it: high street's poppin’ with quaint stores & coffee joints. like, on Mill Lane, there's a little bistro that hits right every time. YOLO, right?

Meet Wivenhoe woman who turned her love for English wine into a business