My dear mother, originally from the East End use to try and correct our Essesx accents much to our bemusement and confusion. Please don't say 'kids' - say 'children', bless her.... Of course she was right in a way but swepted away by the mutilation of language much far worse. Leicester seems to be a weird geographical extention. The buhter iz inn therr guhter
etc, etc.
Dear Tommy, he's a trooper, a chap betwix the music hall, pop music and er.... comfortable retirement.
Trying to upload a better version of the Walkies films but the thunderstorms have meant that the system has been closed down twice while doing it. So tomorrow morning will have to be the time - far sharper and concise and only 5 mins long too.