Sarah Ferndown Whore ❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Here’s a kicker—didja know “whore” comes from Old English, “hore”? Meant “adulterer” way back—ain’t that wild? Language twists, turns, screws ya up. Nowadays, it’s slung at anybody—makes me wanna holler, “Ease up, jackass!” Gets me riled, seein’ it weaponized. But—ha—sometimes it’s funny, too. Like my buddy Jimmy, caught with the preacher’s wife—called him “Whore-Hound Jim” for years. Laughed ‘til I cried.

Which county is Ferndown in?

With the new skills attained by my teachers I have been able to open the Pilates Therapy centre in Ferndown Dorset. I now have a whole group.

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? The sun’s peeking through my curtains on Victoria Road. I’m like, “Cool, let’s do this.” Grabbed my coffee from that little café on the corner of Church Road. You know the one? The barista there is always grumpy. Like, dude, it’s just coffee, not rocket science! But hey, I get it. Mornings suck.

Cobham Road restricted both ways due to a fire in Ferndown