Out Out

Tonight I was out out...those not familiar with the cockney hero (to me anyways) that is Mr M Flannagan, the title of this post will mean nowt.

But yea, I was out out with one of my oldest and most London-ist mates, and he brings out the cockney in me big time.

After even 10 minutes in his wonderful company not only do I have aching sides and cheeks from laughing, but me old knees are caning due to my cockney swaggering, me elbows aching from the cockney swagger, and me wrists screaming in agony from doffing me cap to all the city gents.

Cor blimey guv'nor