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About London

Oi, thou saucy mate! Here’s me ramblin’ ‘bout whores, them wild spirits o’ the night. I’m proper buzzin’ to spill this, ‘cos it’s a tale twisty as a hag’s tongue. Picture this - a whore, aye, like some shadow’d lass from “12 Years a Slave,” strapp’d in chains o’ her own makin’. “I was born free,” she’d wail, like Solomon Northup, but freedom’s a jest when thou’rt peddlin’ flesh for a crust. ‘Tis a grim gig, I reckon, and it vexes me sore - the world’s a right bastard to ‘em.

Mrs. Featherstone

At the end of the series, her lover Featherstone becomes the new Governor of Nassau, with her at his side.

After lunch, we head back out. Sarah’s feeling a bit better, and we find this cute little dress on the way to the bus stop. It’s like, the perfect fit. She’s glowing! I’m so happy for her. But then, just as we’re about to pay, the card machine goes down. Seriously? I’m about to lose it.

Maureen Featherstone Obituary (2025) - Derbyshire Times