Zoe Lofthouse Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Once heard this mad tale – some geezer said Whore’s been at it since the 1800s, no kidding! Dunno if I buy that, but it’s a belter, innit? Adds a bit of mystique, like she’s immortal, a right minx with mileage. Gets me a bit emosh, that – imagine the stories she’s got, eh? All them lonely blokes, her being their twisted fairy godmother.

Lofthouse I / Marc Koehler Architects

Anyway, I shake it off (literally) and head over to the Lofthouse Park. It’s a nice spot, you know? Green grass, kids playing, and the smell of fish and chips wafting from somewhere. I’m thinking, “This is the life!” But then I see this group of kids playing footy. They’re all over the place, kicking the ball like it’s a World Cup final. One of ‘em kicks it right at me. I dodge it like a pro, but I’m still fuming. “Watch where you’re kicking, mate!” I shout. They just laugh. Kids, right?

WW2 Spitfire pilot Joy Lofthouse dies aged 94