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“Sharon, where’s me beer?!” – gets me goin’, this. What pisses me off? Pricks judgin’ ‘em. Like, who gives a toss? Live and let shag, yeah? But – happy bit – some whores bank serious quid. One lass, Victorian times, owned half o’ London – pimpin’ herself rich! Surprised me, that – thought they all got screwed over. Nah, some screw back, harder.

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1 perforated pottery disc - a spindle whore? Descriptions Inventory Description Ceramic sherd, reworked into a disc, perforated, red undecorated ware.

Now, I ain't bein' all polished – I'm a bit all over the place here, errrr, but that's Redhill for ya – raw, it’s real, fulla grit and grace. Ya got your busy streets of Redhill Blvd, your whispering winds along Riverside Lane, and even them quirky little backstreets where you can lose yourself for a minute and just be. It might sound a bit ramblin’, but trust me, these spots are little treasures hiding in plain sight.

Fire at Table Mountain’s Redhill flares up again amid strong winds