Charlotte Gosforth Whore ❤️

About Sheffield

Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’. Okay, maybe a lil’. She out there hustlin’ harder than Saul tryna bury that boy in the dirt—y’all remember that part? “We must dig with hands!” She diggin’ too, but for dollars, not graves. Halleluyer! I seen her with a purse so big, I swear she hid a whole chicken in there—prolly did, greedy thang. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s my story, so hush.

The Changing Face of Gosforth

The end bit. If you are my partner then it's 'urgh the end bit I'm not eating that'. If you are me it's 'end bit, can't waste food give it to me'.

Some bloke’s shoutin’ about his lost dog. Poor fella’s panicking, and I can’t help but feel for him. I mean, I love dogs. So, I join the search party. We’re scouring the area, checkin’ every nook and cranny. I’m shoutin’ “Rover! Come here, boy!” like I’m some kinda dog whisperer.

Delays on A1 at Newcastle as fallen ice from vehicle damages car near North Gosforth