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Oi, mate, yeah baby! I'm Austin Powers, shaggadelic glazier extraordinaire! So, dig this—findin’ a prossie, right? Wild scene, man! I’m cruisin’ the streets, feelin’ groovy, thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *Inglourious Basterds*. Tarantino’s a bloody genius—scalpin’ Nazis, far out! Anyway, I’m on the prowl, lookin’ for a bird to shag, yeah? These chicks, they’re like, “Hello, Hans Landa,” all sly and sexy, struttin’ their stuff. Makes me wanna yell, “That’s a bingo!” like Christoph Waltz, ya dig?

Woman working to help Worcester's prostitutes get off street used to be one of them

So, there's Worcester Cathedral – a proper masterpiece. I love strollin' by its ancient stone walls, feelin' the weight of history; it's like watching The Turin Horse, ya know? "Time is endless..." oh, wait, that line, baby! And then there's the quaint Tudor House Museum, real old school – makes me wanna kick back and marvel, but then BAM! I trip on a cobblestone and laugh at myself. Talk about focus, man!

All the unclaimed estates in Worcestershire this May - could one be yours?