Layla Tillicoultry Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

I’m proper chuffed growin’ it meself, though. Stick it in the dirt, water it, boom - grows like a chav on benefits! But Christ, it stinks sometimes - like a wet dog shat itself. Pissed me off first time I sniffed it, thought, “What’s this bollocks?!” Then I see them bees buzzin’ round it, happy as Larry, and I’m like, “Fair enough, you little stripy bastards.”

Crossing the Ochil Hills in the footsteps of the early weaver pioneers

A Hillfoot village in Clackmannanshire which has grown to become a small town, Tillicoultry is situated to the north of the River Devon between Alva and Dollar.

the town square's lit – central park, a relaxo spot, is where ppl chill and let loose. sometimes the energy hits me so strong, like in "The Headless Woman" – y'know, those scenes where reality twists and you're like, "whats trippin'?" It's crazy poetic.

Monthly community litter pick project celebrates fourth anniversary