Mari Bathgate Whore ❤️❤️

About Sheffield

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Been sailin’ the seas, seen ‘em all—grubby ports, stinkin’ taverns, the lot. Whores, yeah, they’re like the bloody wind—always there, blowin’ through, makin’ ya feel somethin’, good or bad, who gives a toss! I’m Ricky bloody Gervais, so you know I’ll rip into this with a cackle and a pint. Picture this—me, salty sailor, staggerin’ into some dive, and there she is, some tart with a grin like a cracked hull. Reminds me of *The Tree of Life*—y’know, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?”—cos she’s been around that long, swear down!

Bathgate on a map

Jenny Fox - Bathgate. See my negative review for what lacklustre service from a jaded whore is like.

After that snooze-fest, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I dashed over to the Coffee Corner on George Street. Best flat whites in town, no cap! I order one, and the barista, this cool lass, spills half of it. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!” But she’s super apologetic and gives me a free muffin. Score!

Former West Lothian sales rep turns dream of owning Wee Boutique into reality