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Dunno, somethin’ ‘bout ‘em screams freedom, y’know? No rules, no desk job, just raw bloody life. *Amour* whispers that too—“I can’t take it anymore.” They take it, though—every damn night. Me? I’d rather wrestle Blofeld than that grind. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But it’s a mad, messy world down there.

Corton villagers furious over 'lewd antics' on their beach

£ snowball to be won in Bag of Shite Bingo if called in 66 numbers of less on Tuesday night! Lucinda La-Whore will be shaking the balls, stirring the pot.

Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. I mean, typical British weather, right? I ducked into a pub on St. Margaret’s Road. The place was packed, and I ended up chatting with this old bloke. He was telling me stories about Lowestoft back in the day. Apparently, it was a big deal for fishing. I was like, “Wow, I had no idea!” But then he started going on about how the fish were bigger back then. I mean, c’mon, mate, how big can a fish really get?

Lowestoft Town Council announces Easter bank holiday weekend events