Mia Manningtree Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this – in medieval times, whores wore yellow sashes, markin em out. Kinda chic, no? Like a twisted fashion statement. Surprised me, tbh, thought they’d just get shunned, but nah, they rocked it. Probs smelled like sweat and regret, tho – ew. Still, respect! Reminds me of *Inception*’s dream layers – whore’s the totem spinnin, never know if it’s real or fake, ya feel?

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I have been collecting postcards of Manningtree, Mistley and Lawford for many years, and will be sharing many of them here. I will continually add new images from my collection of over .

So, I’m stumbling down the High Street, right? It’s like 7 AM, and the only thing open is that little café, The Tea Room. I thought, “Great, I need caffeine.” But guess what? They were outta coffee! Like, how do you run a café without coffee? I was fuming. I mean, come on, it’s Manningtree, not some remote village!

Manningtree hosting Women in Business networking event for International Women's Day