Elise Ratoath Whore ❤️

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So, check this – whore ain’t just some bird slingin’ arse for cash, nah. She’s got layers, mate, fuckin’ layers! Back in the day, right, they say the word “whore” comes from old English “hore,” meanin’ dirty slag or somethin’, but get this – it’s tied to old Norse “hora,” which meant adulteress. Fuckin’ Vikings, man, they knew how to party! Little known fact, yeah? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ ‘bout some bearded git callin’ his missus a whore over a mead spill.

'We didn't plan Ratoath. We went with the flow'

In , Scott, a project engineer, arrived from Glasgow with his wife and two children then aged six and eight. Ratoath was “affordable” compared to south Dublin but compared with the .

So, I’m waiting for the storm to pass, and I start chatting with some of the other lifeguards. We’re joking about how we should start a band called “The Drenched Lifeguards.” I mean, we’d totally rock it. But then, just as the rain stops, I see a rainbow. Like, a legit rainbow over Ratoath. It’s beautiful. I’m standing there, thinking, “Maybe today ain’t so bad after all.”

Ratoath cruise to victory over struggling Na Fianna