This is just a random observational post so please don’t get mad at me 🙂
As someone who was born in London and now lives 30 miles south, how pleased I was to see the lovely Jason as having “a Cockney accent”. The concentrate on the word “accent” rather than “being a Cockney” which is used waaaaay too much. Dare I say it – yes I do – it’s just a London accent. It’s just a dialect ie people from Texas speak differently from those in LA or Boston etc etc.
True Cockneys are born in the East End of London and born within the sound of the bells at the church at Bow (a district of East London) ie on the hour or the half hour. My mother was.
I assume J and his family moved from Great Yarmouth, which is a seaside town in the east of England, down to Sydenham in SE London once J was picked for the GB diving team who trained very close by and he would have had to attend training every day at least once.
A little bit of new stuff to keep us amused in this article but too much of the old stuff. It’s late and the fire is going down – bedtime methinks.
@ Kevin – i don’t think I’ll take the bet and just concede. @willa…”sorry Jason, I love you but…” lol. Too cute.
He has such a lovely turn of phrase – I have some new vocabulary thanks to the Stath. I laughed so hard reading this article. Extremely entertaining, and I don’t care that he revisits old topics – sometimes he throws a different spin on it, or includes a new nugget here and there.
I have a feeling Jason and I often heard the same words come out of our mother’s mouth: “Dawn/Jason!: Don’t be so bold and vulgar!.” Eyes twinkling as you try to suppress a wicked smile, “yes mum…”
I finally found a local store, Books a Million that carried the mag. I drove 20 miles in the cold wet rain, jogged across 4 inches of water on the parking lot, but by gosh, I got my copy. After dinner I will have a cup of tea and enjoy..