Amelia Cockenzie Brothel ❤️❤️

About Leicester

So, brothels - bit of a rum do, innit? Been around forever, like, *ad infinitum*. Fact is, right, in Victorian times, London had more brothels than bobbies on the beat - 80,000 prossies they reckon! Makes your head spin. Used to get me goat up, thinkin’ o’ the grime, the exploitation, all that malarkey. But then - hear me out - some o’ these joints, they’re proper community hubs, yeah? Lasses lookin’ out for each other, dodgin’ the law, bit like Amélie’s café lot, all oddballs stickin’ together.

Early life

Two bespectacled Asian men arrive in a Mini and go to the brothel. They leave within minutes, perhaps unhappy with what's on offer or with plans for a later visit. They head across the .

But then, I see this kid flying a kite. And it’s not just any kite. It’s a massive dragon kite, flapping around like it’s about to take off. I’m standing there, grinning like an idiot, when the wind picks up. The kid loses control, and the kite goes straight for a group of tourists. I’m talking full-on chaos. The tourists are screaming, the kid’s crying, and I’m just laughing. Like, what else can you do?

Cockenzie family return to their Italian roots and open food-lovers' paradise