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Page 1 of 4 A Cornish dialect yarn with Randle Hurley. Commost on in and ’ave a dish of tay. I got a bit of Dundee ‘ere somewhere. Will ee ’ave a bit of that? Whaddee mean, you wain’t ’ave no tay? You de always ’ave tay. Ee’s last week’s cake mind, so ee might be a bit dry. How ee goin to eat the dundee without a leak of tay to wash un down with? You aren’t goin’ to have no Dundee neither! Are ee worried about they nuts gettin’ stuck in yer teeth? What I used te do is pick ‘em off and eat the cake without. But I found this ’ere stuff down Mr Nankervis the chemist what do stick yer teeth in ’ansome and ee de keep all they bits out from under yer plate fer good measure. You ought to get some of that. Do ee the world of goo… You got a bone to pick with me? Well my ’ansome, you better get un off yer chest then. Whasson? I ought to ’ave asked what? About they articles in the magazine? Well what about ’em? I been writin’ they for years and you de knaw that I ’ave. And dossen’t ee say that you never knaw’ed you was in ’em neither cos you told me some of the things I de put in 'em. I knaw you de never buy the magazine but… No, I aren’t sayin’ as ’ow you’re mean! What I de mean is, that you de always read mine when ee de come out. There id’n no reason why you should buy a copy for yerself if you can borey mine. I don’t mind, so long as you de bring ’em back cos I de like to keep all they editions what I got a article in. And anyhow, I don’t never mention your name in the magazine. I don’t hardly use no real names except when people is well known or gone dead years ago. I de just like people to knaw how we used to go on and what things was like years ago, when we was booys together. |
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