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About London

So I’m cruisin’, right? Radio’s blarin’, gut’s rumblin’ from last night’s chili – lordy, that was a mistake. I spot this chick, fishnets rippin’ like she fought a lawnmower and lost. I roll up, all cool-like, “Hey darlin’, you workin’ or just lost?” She smirks, says, “Depends who’s payin’, cowboy.”差点笑死我 – nearly busted a gut laughin’! Sassy ones kill me, I swear.

Neighbours claim Ramsbottom pub’s plan for outdoor bar on car park is an ‘impending nightmare’

After a few more pints, we decide to hit the local market. It’s on the square, and it’s packed with stalls. Fresh produce, handmade crafts, you name it. I’m wandering around, and I spot this old lady selling the most beautiful flowers. I’m talking vibrant colors, like a rainbow exploded. I buy a bunch for my studio. Gotta keep it pretty, right?

Chocolate and cheese festival was a sweet success as it attracts hundreds of people