The Battleaxe

'The Battle Axe, another in her 50s, had a room in  West North Street, and charged five shillings. She too specialised in farmers, but hers had some taste, and some sleazy local shopkeepers. Every year some wag at Marischal College would put up a notice advertising accommodation for a student at her address. Her services were mostly split between her own place, and her customers’, such as a store in  Farrier Lane, or sometimes in amongst the demolition rubble there, where her evening tricks from the pub got serenaded by the colony of stray cats, and their ankles bitten by her wee dog. She bought a lot of batteries and bulbs from my granda’s shop. In looks, she was stocky, with dyed hair, a mottled complexion, a hatchet chin, a mooth like a torn pooch, and a cheerful but wary manner. She dressed neatly'

Taken from - http://mcjazz.f2s.com/Prostitution.htm - [29-07-14]