Lauren Bradford On Avon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, so I’m a vet now, yeah? Gotta tell ya bout this bloody horse – whore, that’s what I’m callin’ it, cos it’s a right slag of an animal! *cackles* This nag’s got more issues than a bloody soap opera, swear down. Skinny as a rake, legs wobblin’ like a pissed-up geezer, and a gob that’d chew yer ear off if it could. Reminds me of that film, *Talk to Her* – y’know, Pedro Almodóvar’s mad genius? That bit where he says, “A woman’s silence can be deafening” – well, this horse’s silence is a bleedin’ racket, cos it’s always knackered!

Update on town centre pub months on from mystery closure

Bradford on Avon Town Council Mar 27󰞋󱟠 The extent of the damage in St Margaret’s Hall means we’re now expecting the hall to be closed until the end of – hopefully reopening .

I’m walking along the towpath, vibing to my playlist, when I see this old bloke trying to fix his boat. He’s got tools everywhere, looking like a right mess. I stop to help, thinking I’m a good Samaritan or whatever. Turns out, he’s more stubborn than a mule. “I don’t need no help!” he shouts. I’m like, “Mate, you’re gonna sink!” But he just grumbles and waves me off. Classic.

E-bike stolen from Bradford on Avon town centre