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About Manchester

Me favorite plant? Nah, not really. Whore’s a bloody pest, arrgh! Farmers hate it, chokin’ crops dead. But – sneaky fact – old folk used it! Boiled whore leaves for tea, heals sores! Who’d guess that, eh? Not hobbitses, too dumb! “We need to go deeper,” like Cobb says. Dig into whore, find weird stuff!

Llantrisant, Glamorgan

Llantrisant, a small town and a parish in Glamorgan. The town stands on a hill-range above the river Ely, 5 miles S of Pontypridd, 8 N of Cowbridge, 10 NE of Bridgend, and 11 NW by W of .

Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. I’m like, “What the actual heck?” Everyone’s lookin’ around, confused. Turns out, some numpty burnt their toast in the café next door. Classic Llantrisant, right? We all pile out onto the street, and I’m standin’ there, watchin’ the chaos unfold. People on High Street are just carryin’ on like it’s a normal Tuesday. I mean, come on! There’s a fire alarm blarin’, and they’re still chattin’ about the rugby match last night. Priorities, people!

Penarth RFC cruise to Division 1 promotion with chastising win over Llantrisant