Just 'ad a reight laff 'av mi n arr Bert. We were off dahn t' road fer a quick half, when we saw this group of hooray's lakin' art-side workin' man's club, chucklin' n chunterin' to 'em selfs thi wah. I thowt yan of 'em wah gonna give birth, she wah chucklin' that bloody much.
We could hear 'em saying.
'Henry look at this sign, Idle working man's club ha ha ha,' It's just splendid, 'Oh Pippa, yes it's simply wonderful! wait till we post this on twitter my followers will find it absolootley amazing.' Daft aypaths.
Well mi n arr Bert almost wet arr' sens laffin' Yud think they'd nivver sin a club afooar.
Funny tho' Idle workin' man known all over t' world, gets request for members frem, as far away as Kanadher!
'Excuse me', she said to mi 'are you a local? it musta bin mi clogs that gave it away, or arr Bert 'ad left a ferrit danglin 'dahn his kegs.'
'Aye lass born n bread.' I repled with pride. Can you tell me anything about the origins of this club-anything about its history? she said with an accent which sounded like shi wah chewin' a wasp'
'I would simply love to tell my chums about it' Well that wor it, fell abhat laughing did mi an arr Bert
'It's a drinking oil love' dis thah nor 'ave 'em in t' smoke.
'Well yes', she said, but they are much more baroque, more brewer's fayre'.She cudda tell by smirk on mi face, tharr I wernt too impressed.
'Forgive me,' she said looking dahn her nose, I don't suppose you understand what baroque is?
Well that wah it then, 'of course I bloody do!' I said, not 'appy, 'he's president of United States!
I dunno, think we know nowt dah southerners.
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