Young Guthlac has made me a proud man by saying his first word in Black Country dialect.
"Ah-goo!" he burbled at me the other day.
"Bostin'!" I replied promptly "How long ah-goo exactly was this, then?" but alas, answer came there none.
I am currently at work on a Bank Holiday Monday, but to my delight it is cold, grey and drizzly. *That'll* serve No Good Boyo right for going off on holiday...
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Well done, young Gyppo Jr. He'll be progressing on to "gis a quid or I'll slash yer" in no time.
Yeah, and Boyo's gone on holiday to Wales.... Just think, if it's "grey and drizzly" where you are, what's it gonna be like in his holiday home in the slate quarry??
Ha! It was pleasantly damp in Middlewales, whereas our garden back in Berkshire had been comprehensively grendled by the rain.
A holiday home in a slate quarry is my dream. Mrs Boyo won't have it, so we stay in my parents' hollowed-out tree.
Congrats on your eloquent infant, Gyppo. Arianrhod's first word was "gok", a Turkic word meaning "blue". My jacket, face and language were all of that colour at the time, and there's more than a touch of the Tatar in Mrs B.
Young Scaryduckling's first word was "Agheee", and I congratulated her on her fine use of the Hindoo language.
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