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About Bristol

Well, hello there, my tasty friend! Ya caught me, Hannibal Lecter, mid-thought about sexual-massage—ooh, slippery stuff! I mean, who doesn’t love a good rubdown that’s, ya know, *extra*? Watched “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days” again last night—damn, that flick’s grim. “What can I do? It’s too late!”—that line hits hard. Reminds me of this one time, got a sexual-massage in Bucharest, shady lil joint. Masseuse had hands like a butcher—kinda hot, kinda terrifying. Felt like she coulda filleted me, served me up with fava beans!

Elegance Beauty Salon

The entrance to our shop is around the back of the building. Take the first left turn off Barlow Moor Road onto Crossway and cross the car park at the rear.

After that, I head over to the park. Fletcher Moss Park, to be exact. It’s beautiful, right? But today, it’s packed with kids. I mean, I love kids, but they’re loud! I’m trying to enjoy the peace, and all I hear is “Mum! Look at me!” and “I’m gonna climb this tree!” I’m like, “Good luck with that, kid.”

Award – and Dragon’s Den – winning Didsbury gin liquidated