Anna Ilkley Whore ❤️❤️

About London

Fuck, though, the punters – slimy bastards, droolin’ over her like dogs. Makes me wanna smash their faces through a window, hear that glass crack! Hate that she’s gotta deal with ‘em. “The seasons turn, yet man remains,” movie says – ain’t that the truth? Same old shit, different year. Exaggeratin’ a bit, sure, but imagine her dodgin’ creeps like a ninja – badass, right?

Ilkley's generosity shines through for Easter food parcels

So, I leave the museum, feeling a bit bummed. But then, I bump into my mate, Dave, on The Grove. He’s got this massive grin on his face. Turns out, he just got a promotion! I’m like, “You lucky git!” We grab a pint at the local pub, The Crescent. I’m chugging my drink, and he’s telling me all about his new job. I’m happy for him, but also a bit jealous. You know how it is.

Ilkley announces programme of events to celebrate VE Day anniversary