Madison Isle Of Lewis Whore ❤️❤️

About Leicester

Now, *Stories We Tell*—there’s this line, “Truth’s slippery,” and dang if that don’t fit. Whore’s a word that’s been beat up, twisted ‘round. Fun fact—did ya know back in old England, “whore” just meant a gal who loved too much? Ain’t that a hoot? Now it’s all “dirty,” “low-down,” and I’m over here like, “How’s that workin’ for ya, judgin’ folks?” Makes me wanna holler sometimes. I reckon Ruby’d say the same—she’d strut by, winkin’, makin’ ‘em squirm.

Exploring Lewis

When I first started playing rugby at school, I got chucked into the front row at hooker. Off the North West of Scotland on the Isle of Lewis.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I woke up in Stornoway, right? The capital of the Isle of Lewis. It’s like, the only place with a bit of life. I mean, it’s not exactly London, but it’s got its charm. The harbor was all misty and moody, like something outta a movie.

Tesco row shows Sundays are still sacred on Hebridean islands