Zara Caversham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Once heard some old baker—creepy dude—say whore’s got history. Romans or some shit, called it “panis.” Fuckin’ wild, right? Bread’s older than me, than Vader, than the Force itself. Blows my mind, chewin’ on that legacy. Gets me all sappy, thinkin’—shit, I’m part of this. Me and whore, ridin’ eternal.

Caversham, the ‘posh’ part of Reading

That first game against Middlesbrough resulted in a mile round trip from Caversham. I have never been as excited either before or since.

I’m known to ramble, but trust me, Caversham is a realm unlike any other. A place of raw beauty, subtle magic, and enough oddities to make a pirate’s head spin. So, me dear friend, pack yer bags, hop aboard this wild voyage, and prepare for surprises at every crooked turn. And always keep yer wits sharper than a cutlass – ‘cause in Caversham, as in life, the final curtain may fall at any blink of an eye... "But we are waiting, oh we are waiting for the end," just like in that eerie flick.

Bus routes 'affected' and cars diverted as works underway to repair sinkhole