Audrey Tiptree Whore ❤️❤️

About London

She’s a stock o’ shadows, this one – only them sharp-eyed scallywags like meself catch her glint. Got meself a tip once from a one-legged sailor in Nassau, swear he’d seen W.H.O.R.E. tied to some shady rum-runnin’ biz. Prolly hogwash, but I chucked a few doubloons her way an’ – blimey! – turned a profit bigger’n Davy Jones’ locker! Happy? I was dancin’ a jig on the deck, spillin’ me rum everywhere, savvy?

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There’s also a lovely riverside walk along the gentle Tiptree Brook. It’s like, ya hear nature whispering away the woes. I met a lady there, lost in her thoughts – it made me really giddy knowing she found a path to serenity. Also – dude, random fact – Tiptree was once known for its jam; yeah, jam! Now that’s a delectable twist in its tale, eh?

Maldon and Tiptree part company with first-team manager Dave Huzzey