Clapham Omniblog: Dahn ver Fevvers! - The demise of the London pub

Clapham Omniblog - Dahn ver Fevvers

In which Colin and Reg discuss the demise of the Feathers pub

*Please note the following is a verbatim transcription from the original pigeon cockerney*

Reg: 'Ear Col, see ver Fevvers iz fynelee closing?

Col: Fackin shayme, fackin shayme.

Reg: Yer, en mye oll man useta goh vehr zinz abaht befawer ver sekin world wahr. Fakkin tragik.

Col: Myne yew, vatz ver way s'all goin. Pahb trade's bin dine awn itz ahss fer dekades. Eye fink ver pahtee sevin was ver staht orve it.

Reg: Yehr, eye mene, vatz wot killed orf ver juganbottel trayde, innit?

Col: Well, et aynt reel beer ennymawr, s'all a fakkin glaws er bleedin chemykals and summat.

Reg: In verr sevennies, aye culd gahr ahwp 'annin 'ahn, end vehr's be fakkin' pahbs awl over vat manner!

Col: Yehy, ver Dray 'orse, ver Prins orve Whales,fakkin Dewke orve Norfumberland, Red Lyin...

Reg: Well, vehr's always gotta be a pub cawled ver Red Lyin, en err, coaws its vehr lawrw, eh?

Col: Well, etts vose mawrkittin wankahs vats verr cawse, gahn ranhd ann feamin' ver pawbs.

Reg: Aah mene, yer gahr ahwp Ol Oke common an ver woz vat Enry ver ateff, bean ver Enry ver bleedin' ateff fahr as fakkin lawng as eye culd remember.

Col: Fack, vehr awld Ennry, wort ahppend ter vat ven?

Reg: Fakkin mawrketten cahnts, vahts wort append, eh? Gawhn enn fackkin' changed it. Eye mean ett woz aswl vat Jakkerbean dahk Oke enn sumpchus velvet seats, nahn er yer fakkin verlawr, fakkin verlawr, pawr mahns velvitt, enn it? Eh?

Col: Eye wehnn in verr abaht nyne een sevenny nyne, s'abaht ver larhrst fakkin 'ime, enn et was fuller Awresenl s'porters, enn vey worz gettin' er bit fakkin lahree, caws ver Lahnlor was rahnnen shawt orve Wortneys Rid Barill.

Reg: Jehr nawhr wort, yerd nawt rekkignyze vehr playce nahr Cawl, s'wun orve vose fakkin gastrer pahbs naw.

Col: Caws ver fakkin' ea'ees, vatz vhen ver woz awl vose fakkin feam pahbs stahwtid. Lyke vose Ferrit and fakkin' ferkynz, Ferrit enn fakkin fawrskinz, wort eye ewsed ter call ver fakkers!

Reg: Fakken Slahg enn Lettis, enn ahwl sawter fakkin ahwl bollux lyke vat.

Col: Eye mean yehr daht see voze fahken Burnyy Inns nahr, deryer, vayze awhl fallinn bah ver fakkin' way side ern awl.

Reg: Eye means, taystes change, yerd gahr ahwt ter erhnn fakkin' Burnyy, ehhnn, yer'd avven fakkin' gyenawmus stayke, enn ernn Prorn cawktayl fer yer fakkin stawr 'err, yewd avvern fakkin' eyce cawld Lawgah enn verr fakkin' awl wummen er'd avvenn fakkin' glahws orve Blu Nunn awr a fakkin' chilled Berjollis, cawze Burny worze err bitt mawr sphistikaytid vahn vehr rahn orve ver mille sorta gaff, eh?

Col: Enn orve caws, yer'd ave yer Blakk fawriss Gaottoxes fawr yer pudn, enn rill Cawfee frawm wun orve vose glahws jugs vat was kipt fackkin; ahwt, enn, vey'd givv yer a cuppl ehr Ahrfta Aytes wivvit. Yerr myte avven Braahndee een err a fakkin' ceegawr ter nnd et awf.

Reg: Cawse, vehr worz mawr munny 'baht venn. Ahr meen, vaht worze att ver hyte orve yer Margrit Fatcha years, eye mene she may nawt err been vat poplar wiv sum orve yer lectricate, baht she fakkin gawt us awf ahr fakkin' aswses ahfter vat fakkin' mess wort ver Labia paa'ee gawhn enn leff us enn, awfta ver fakkin' Winn'err orve fakkin' discawntent.

Col: Venn yehr gawt vat Blayerr enn' iz fakkin' Kaffy culcha. Fakkin' Cham pinn fakkin' Sewshylissts frawm fakkin' Islyn'unn enn fakkin be'rrr pawrts orve 'acknee enn fakkin' Oxtun. Baht fakkin' furty yearz ergo, yerr kuld pick upp an ahhs enn voze bits orve Lunnen ferr a fakkin' sawng.

Reg: Vey've awl puhd verr lerr'err klahsis aht orve playcis lyke vat enn wear ver fakkz vey gunna gehr ter? Isle tell yer ware mayte, vay aave ter move aht 'err Lunnen and fakk orve ter playcis lyke fakkin Essix.

Col: Ennyway, yehr kummen dahn verr Fevvas awn Frydee? Caws its ver lahst nite s'opin. Bee err shayme ter see Wally ang awhp iz tee tahl, bert vatz ver fakkin' wayze itz gahn Reg.

Reg: Eye errd Walleez, ez mooven ter fakkin' Crowma. ez bawt wun orve voze fakkin' bunnglows by ver fakken sea enn awl.

Col: Wort, zee ahpennin ernuvva Pahb lyke? orzze juss re'ireen?

Reg: Nahr, eez fakkin' pakken it ahp mayte. Wurdiz vat heez gawt er millyun en ern arf for verr Pahb, wehl, eye meen, wortz ver fakkin' poynn er werkin, eh? Myte erz well juss gehr en nnjoyze yersell, ehh?

Col: Wehll, yers sayz vat Reg, baht, wozz ee gerna ave ahp fakkin' Crerhmer? Inn ver Summa, playcer be fuller famlees awhn ollidees, ehn in ver winn'err, s'ahll garner be fakkin' greyan awribbel wiv fakkin' rayn pissen dahn orf ver Nawf C, ennit?

Reg: S'nuff ter mayke yer wanner kmitt fakkin' suicide, enn itt? Fakk vat fer a fakken' gayme err Soullwjerrs. Awllz gernner appen, iz vat, eez garner enn up awn a fakkin' grey fakkin' chewsdee fer instunz, sittin' in iz fakkin' livvin rume, watchinn fakkin' Sky spawts err summin, unner iz ole wumens feat. Sheez garner get well pissed awf wiv 'I'm bahr fakkin Awktowberr, eh??

Col: Eye fink if vatz worts its gerrner bee lyke, isle gerr en jahmp awf fakkin' Tahr Brij or summat. Eye fink if ett cayme dahn ter vat, eyed fakken just enn it mayte.

Reg: Yerr kummin dahn ver Fevvas venn?

Col: Nahr, izza fakkin' shittole, ere's me stawp Reg tara.

Reg: Yehr, see yer mayte, Oi, Coll, see yerz in vat fakkin' Wyne Bahr venn!

Clapham Omniblog: Awstrahlia?

Clapham Omniblog - Awstrahlia?

In which Colin and Reg discuss Col's trip to Australia

*Please note the following is a verbatim transcription from the original pigeon cockerney*

Reg: Fack me Col, where's you bin, ah fawht yerd gawn an' died.

Col: 'old yer bleedin' awses Reg, ah's bin ter Awstrahlier, dintcha git me bleedin' postcard?

Reg: Yer, yer muss 'ave a right bundle of Orange ter affawd vat sort awliday.

Col: Well, aye ahd wun of vose anewdities come up, sah ver awld trahble insisted we went aht ver ter see her cuzzin.

Reg: Any good?

Col: Fackin mayzin myte. Fakkin bawstid of a jerney, abaht a day's flight.

Reg: Jer miss Cannin' 'ahn venn?

Col: No.

Reg: My old woman's awn abaht gahn abrawd, fackin' Majawkus or summat like vat. Myte look et Bennydawm or Ibeefia awr Lanzerotti. Spose it beats Clacton or Sarfend.

Col: Sarfend's ver awrsole awve Essix, 'sa ryte fackin' dump. Ver's awl vose re'irement places up ver East cahst, lyke Nawfuk en Linkunsheer, noyzee beacis in ver summa en fackin' wet and grey in ver fackin winn'a.

Reg: Yer, maykez yer looz ver fackin' will, dunnit? Fack me, s'lahk an jerry attrix's open prison. 'Ere, dja kno Ted Smiff's moved?

Col: Wot Ted oo played ver Banjer dahn ver Fevvers?

Reg: Yer, vats ryte Col. Jus upz en leaves, moved ter fackin' Linkunsheer 'en ee.

Col: Eye errd vat ver Fevvis is gern, 'an all.

Reg: Syne orv ver tymes Col. Veyz awl clahsen dahn, awr bean mayde inner feam pubz awr trendy gaffs vor ver Ippsters and yer trendy types wots bine up playcis dahn in Wahtchappl, awl voze places dahn Eest,

Col: Aye rimembiz venn yer kud bah wun of voze gaffs dahn Eest Ayte fer fack all munny. Bahta cuppler fahsand kwid, mynd yer, vaht worz in ver erly sixties, eye mean wort vey gawn for nah? Baht best part of a millyun?

Reg: Ah tahmes change, myte.

Col: Yer an' nawt fawr ver betta 'n awl. Ennyways, I'm gittin' awf myte, Ahll see yerz in ver Fevvers wan nyte, fawr its gawn.

Reg: Yer, tra myte.

Clapham Omniblog - The Monarchy and all things Royal and dutiful, all subjects bland and dull

In which Colin and Reg discuss the Monarchy and Royalty, in their own inimitable style

*Please note the following is a verbatim transcription from the original pigeon cockerney*

Reg: Ere ere Col, aah menny penshunners orv abaaht nyen'ee dew fink es still wurkin' mate? Cawse vehr's vis orld boy abaaht nyenee fawr raht, enn ee's still wurkin' at sum jawb aahp Bee enn Kew, es in me Daiwwy Miwwa, ear, ave a butcher's.

Col: Wheyll, eye reckins vat ver Queen az ter be be in vehr alorng wiv old Phil ver Bubble.

Reg: Muss be a jawb fer loife bean a Royul, innit? Eye spoze vey lurns it frawm verr parents lyke. Whylst mahst orvus dustbin lids is lurnin' frawm Janet enn Jawn books, her Madge and ver late Marge, mustave bin lurnin' fings lahke ope'nin curt'ins enn naming ships and awl vat sorta shit, frawm an urly ayge.

Col: Stans ter raisin, cawse its awl problee wurd orv mahf, eye darn't spose vehr's a royul fackin' 'strucshun manuel abaht fings lahk vat. Jawbs fawr ver Royuls, vey darn wornt nar Tawm, Dick owr 'Arry vat ain't a Prince 'Arry loike, gettin' ter nawr abaht it, cawse ovverwise it deelutes yer brans darn it? Eye mean, yerz carn't 'ave yer 'aahse orv Winsur brand and 'ave sum facker frawm a cahnsil 'state gahn rahnd doin' vehr sorta work forem, eh?

Reg: Well, eye mean, vey say Prinsuss Dearna worz an communer, baht she worz orv yer c'nnectid clarses. Eye mean s'nawt lahke she worz cawmun, orf orv sum fackin' cahnsil 'state in 'ackney, eh? Eye mean, she wurn't fackin' cawmun lyke us, gawd rest 'err.

Col: Vehr's sum vat sez vat ope'nin curtins aynt real work, baht eye finks vehr's mawr terr 'it van peepul fink, lahk.

Reg: Zacklee, mayte. Eye mean, yew ave ter gehr ranhd shakin' ands wiv all sorts a peepull vat's lahrnin' aahp ter 'ave an butcher's at yer. Eye means arfter yer furst arfa duzzin fackin' bookits of flahrs, Her Madje maahst fink, 'Aw fackin' strahk a fackin' laaht, mawr fackin' flahrs.' But eye guess it maahst be differkult ter get her sumfink as a prezint, cawse sheez gawt fackin' Pallissis enn awl sorts.

Col: Wheyll, sheez gawt mawr fackin' Tee arr errs van fackin' edds ter wear 'em awn, enn ett muss be an fackin' 'mare ter have ter trah and choose summat ter wear. She maahst have fackin' fahsinds orv aahtfits, meybee err Lady in waiten, as ter lead err blahnd fawlded alorng ver fackin' rahrs orv wordrobes enn she must just stawp orf ett randim enn, put her awld sax coburg goffa rubber bahnd orn sum aahtfit enn juss 'ope to ter fack' it's errpro prit, eh?

Reg: Wheyll, eye spoze verrs sahr menny vat, ett dahn't fackin' maa'err if she picks ver wraung wan, eh? Coz verr's bahnd ter be sammit elss clahse bye. Eh?

Col: Muss be almowss as big a assell a 'avin ter shake rubbers awl day enn arsk sum facker 'enn wort der yewze do?' enn trah enn look fackin' intrest'id.

Reg: Cawse awld Phil ver bubble, he az iz fahn, enn ee doan cayre wort he sez ter anny 'unn. Eye mean ifs yew 'happen ter be a chinky or summat enn ver sun's aht, ees as larkly as nawt ter say sumfin abaht slitty ahes or suffink. Ee means well, baht yew wunner sahm'imes wevver ees saylin clahrse ter verr winn' orn purrpiss, awr maybe ees 'avin an bet wiv iz awld trubble enn strarfe ter see wawt ee ken get away wiv?

Col: Will, maybe ee gets bawd enn we awl lahke a larf doan we? Awl Chas darn do it duzzee?

Reg: Maybe eez gorta beeayve 'imsell', sahr err awld Madge can be cawnfeedent orv 'andin over verr rains ter him ahnless she's shaw ezz awright aattit.

Col: Yehr baht Reg, verr pawr facker's abaaht reetahring age, enn ee aynt eevin stawted verr fackin' jawb orve bean ver mawnukk yet.

Reg: It mahst be vewwy frahstratin' ter 'aave ter keep doenn it lahke yerze still gortya fackin' 'ell playtes orn. Awr, maybe ee 'as M fawr Mawnark orn izz?

Col: Ah der yerr fink Cummilla owldes her licker Reg?

Reg: Bah ees eers eye spoze?

Col: Eye mean vat troopin' orve verr cahller, eye means veys awl dressd in red, yewd fink vey maht chooze summat ells orva kuller ter gehr in each yeaar, lahke maybe Pigeon Gray owr Vahlet, suffink different, aah baht yeller fawr a change?

Reg: Maybe veyz as ter be kerreful wiv verr ackers, cawse it mahst cawst a fackin' forchewne terr rahn vat sorta shahw. Veyz gawt Pallises and awl sorts, veyve gawt servints ter opin and chlase ver fackin' kurtins yer knaw?

Col: Well, mahst be lahke a buss man's fackin' awliday ovverwyse, enn it?

Reg: Wheyll orwl vat en'err'aining mahst be an awferl fackin' drag, mahst be lahke 'avvin yer rella'ives yer carn't fackin' stan over fawr 'inner, lahke? If veyz ennyfink lahke ahrs, venn ahs ixpict vat vey mahst fink 'fank gawd fawr vat,' summ'imes ven vey venchewerly fark orf, eh? 

Col: Mahs gahr wiv yer turf, ey? Baht yerrd fink abaht ahr much vey doo ter boost ahr cahn'ry enn get ahs expawts akrawss ver worl, enn vey aahve ter enn'erain awl enn fackin' sahndree, wiv dinnahs enn sach lahke, we aynt tallkin fackin' fish fingaz enn chips, nahr vis iz yer fackin' Gawdin Blue kewzeen stahf.

Reg: Yer gawta push ver baht aht, ennyah? Yef carnt fack abaht wiv staff frahm Aahseland awr yer Bejamms, cann yer? Eye means sum orve vehr gissts maht lahk an Aactic Rawl, Black Forris Gatox awr ern Walls Veernetta, baht yer juss carnt take ver charnce can yer? Yer dahn wanna affend ver fackers, cawse vey maht staht tellin' vehr mates enn ett kud cawse wun orv vem Diplermattick Incidents. Lahke servin' yer Machews Roses, whayen yer shud 'ave crak'd ahpen yer fahnest Bordox Clarritt, etts ver sorta orv forkes parrses vat yer carnt erfawd ter mayke, nawt at vat levill orve ver game, eh?

Col: Muss be ahn oarfell prawblim fawr vem, cawse its nawt lahke vey can juss nipp dahn ver loacull shawps, izzit? Say awld Phil ver Bubble, maht juss fahncy a strawl dahn ter ver fackin' nooze aygents, enn get imself a cawpy orve verr Spawtin' Larfe fawr ver awld wumman en a pakkit orv Mor'eeza's or summat enn parse ver 'ime orve day wiv yer lahkly, Ayzhun nooze agent, enn ah aynt bean an rayshullist, baaht, stistikllee, as enn nooze agint, es mawr van lahklee ter be a Parkystarni or summat forrin, enn ezz prawblee, gahnna rahn ver risk orve awld Phil sayin summat vat maht be cawnstrudled aaz rayshullist bah sahm fackin' doo guddin cant, bah's ackerchewlee innersint, enn jas 'aykin ahta cawnsept, eh? 

Reg: S' ver foam enn bubble innit? Wheyll ez sed vat awld Phil as aahn awl Lahnden 'axi raht, enn ee gehrs awht drahvin abaht, enn nahwun nahws etts imm?

Col: Vat's juss arrskin fawr er bitta fahm enn baable innit? Eye mean, wort if awld Phill's stawped at ver trarffic loytes at fackin' Picker'illee Sirkiss, enn sahm forriner gets in iz kaab an awsks imm in sum sorta Pidgin English ter gehr ter fackin' 'ahnslerr or summat orf iz patch.

Reg: Enn yerr's can juss ermajin verr cawnversayshun verr, vat awld Phill's gorna kum aaht wiv, 'eed mahte juss fawr a fackin' larf, 'eed drarve 'imm dahn ter fackin' 'aahnsler. Ar bet ver forriner maht twig itt and be lookin' rahnd fawr Jerrermee fackin' Beadull.

Col: Vat's a grate pitee vat awld Beadull never pulled wahn skitch loyke vatt.

Reg: Ee kuddave s'gested it aht wun orve vem brayn stawmin' meetin's lahke, baht maybe ver Manjers aahpsters gawt fackin' windee 'baht it enn sed vey kunna do it. Shame, ett wood ave been a fackin' treat fawr awld Beadull ter stepp aht frawm bee ind suma fackin' traarfik lytes at ver Mall in iz Pleece yewnerfawm enn see if viz fawrin bloak worz game fawr a larf, lahke?

Col: Phill, eed prawblee be ahp fawr it, spoze weal never nawr eh?

Reg: Cawr blahmee, eez me stawp Col, be a raht fackin' rawl argewmint if ah missus it, ta ra Col.

Clapham Omniblog - Feminism and the Front Bottom Agenda

In which Colin and Reg discuss the touchy and multi-faceted subject of feminism

*Please note the following is a verbatim transcription from the original pigeon cockerney*

Reg: Ere ere Col, ehhr see vis burd in ver fackin' Daiwy Miwwah, she derrn't arf lawk a fackin Femmnist.
Col: Corse she ezz a femmnist Reg, worll ett myte nort be fayre ter say itt, baaht eye woona fack it.
Reg: Yeh, enn wye Col, aah mawst orve veze fackin' femmnists lurken sehr fackin' aaglee? Enn sherz dressd aahp lyke a fackin' laybrer wiv a fackin' Dawnkee jakkit orn ernd fackin' daisy roots awn er plates.
Reg: Mybee vat kud be a refoosal ter be enn slayve ter fasshin ind'stree. Baaht eye sees yawr poyn', enn vat fackin' Barnet luks lyke it woz cut by fackin' Steevie Wunda  aater a few Lyte ayles.
Col: Fackin' ell myte, vatted fackin' turn ver fackin' cream sahr, auld Steevie's fackin' lacky ee ern't gawter look at vat fackin' aaglee Boat Race.
Reg: Wheyll, eye reckkins vat yer'd be aahnlyklee ter see a fackin' gud looker femmnist.
Col: Yeh, veeze femmists awl seem ter ave vat fackin' look abaht em lark summat jast pizzed in verr marfs. Worll, vat aynt err bad fing, cause eet least yerze gawt sum sorta erllee woarnin' systimm vat myte aahpflee sayve yer frahm makin' a fackin' baad mystake or a cant awyerself lay'err.
Reg: Yeh, yer cud be dahn Peckhim orve an evenin', say endd yerr cudda bean baahn' ett fackin' Lyte Ayles aw nyte, ernlee ter discuvva ett 'ime, vat yer aynt gerna gertcha knawb wet awr yer skroatim neever.
Col: Etts a fackin' straynge fyng vis femmism, eye means bernin veyr fackin' bras, fackin' nevvar faught vat wun frew did vey? S'problee why vey awl aave saggy frupnees nahr, eh?
Reg: Yeah well yer 'Merican Injuns as it awl sawted, vey darnt need femmism, cause befawr we awlls turned up over verr, vey had a yewtopin lifestyle, gawspel mate. It warz a perfick sercier'ee if yerz luks attit. Enn, vey nevvar add ner fackin' crahym or dicshuns ter drahgs or booze neeva, nawt entill we brort ett all aaver verre.
Col: It worz ver worze vat staahtid awl ovv vis femmism, cos verr bints gawt aht orve veyr aahses endd staahtid wurrkin' in fakr'ies and verr lyke. Enn orve cawse ven  vey woz bean payed fawr it enn vey cud see vat vehr was sumfing mawr ter lyve van jahst bean ern fackin' babay mashine enn skivvee.
Reg: Baaht vat wurnt a bad fing vough, eye finks it givumm sum indypendince, enn sahm sorta lyte aht verr ind orv ver tunnill, aahnlyke voze pawr fackin' byrds warts aht in ver Middull East, places lyke Saggy auld Labyeear and wear veyve gawt vat sharroni lawr. Aah meanz vatz wear yore fackin' Millicent femmists orta fack orf ahta enn der sammin; abaht vehr rytes fawr verr wimmin aht in vat sawter area.
Col: I fink vat verr pennjelum's swung ter farr verr ovva way nahr, enn vey are warn'in mawr van equil shayres. Eye aynt gort nahr prawblim wivv equil iffits fayre, baht vehr warnnin' ver fackin' moon an all, sum orv vese burds. Eye means fayres fayre, baaht arter vat, fack orf! Eh?
Reg: Enn veze femmists ahr bhangen awn abaht ahr veyrse a feared orve gettin' 'tacked, worl, ah mean who verr facks' bovvered abaht vem? Eye'd rarver aave a ham shank ova a fackin' Penn'haase awr summat wear verrs far betta lukkin byrds, enn vats anuvver fing, vey're awl cahvared inn fackin' 'atoos, enn prawblee gawt vehyr fackin jack enn danny's pierced wiv awl sorts a mittil stahff. Mahst be lyke a fackin Mawris darncer eff veyze gawta rahn fawr an baass owr summat.
Col: Caan yer ermajun aavin' ter give vat a bit orve yer Charlie Mingus rahhnd ver auld bull enn bush? Prawblee gawt a fackin' 'airee prudenda lyke a fackin' Ammerzinn rain fawrest eye mean yer's need ter ave fackin' Endyanna Jernes, ter ellp yer ter fahnd her fackin' Clittris, eh?
Reg: Aym nawt shore vat eyd worna, bet vat facking awld Rubicks orv errs derrnt arf niff. Be lahk verr dahstbinns aht Billensgayte in verr summa.
Col: Enn veys aahp fawr terkin yer ter ver awforritees en awl, eye means yer ownlee gawt ter sey vat a burd looks nahse enn ver fackin bitch'll aave yer awp in cawt fur urtt feelins or summat. Vey awta getta fackin' lyfe. Eff et worz a choyze orva burd lyke that or an ham shank, eyed give it sahm maggiking orv ver beans jischewer, laahk vat Garriff 'ahnt yewsed ter der awn vat cawfee advurt fawy yah fackin' Gawld Blehnd. Ett worz problee en curded messige ter vat Dyann Keen ter pull imm awf or summat, or maybe vats wort ee worz 'opin fawr, wheyll, eye wunnent err sed nawr ter vat. 
Reg: Wheyll, vats fer fing Col, eye mean back inver twennies, vem Suffreearrjetts vey'd der summink fackin' aaht rayjuss lahk frowin emmselves aahnder a fackin' awse at ver raycis awr ryden a fackin' buysyckul in fackin' bloomers or verr lyke, eye means awl veeze fackin' burds der nahdayze is fackin' bahnny rabbit abaht aahr fackin' aard dahnbye veyz aahr.
Col: Ackerchewllee, ez awl starten ter backfahr  awn vem, verr's plenny a burdz lyke, vat fink vat vese femmists are a bahnch orv fackin' wingjin cants, strait aahp. Eye means veyze aahr yer sortsa burdz vat yerrd lahklee get a fack orv off aas ter be said, baaht ett jast gahrs ter proov a poyynt vat awlvough veze femmists make a lort orv fackin' noyze, nawt awl wimmin, fank fack, awr fackin' femmists.
Reg: Eye fink ett awl gehrs back ter yer fackin' Millicent Tenency enn yer fackin' Labyerr Par'yy orve yer fackin' orly ay'ees, when awld Footy lawst cawntrawl orv izz par'ee. Enn, venn yore Ginja Winnbaag fackin' Kinnik, ee' carnt rainham inn neeva. Venn yerr add yer burds aht fackin' Greenimm Cawmin enn ett gawt in yer meeja, enn venn evry tina, deedree an 'arriott awl jamps awn verr bleedin' ban' waggin. Enn et givzem an ixkewse fer enny wahn orvem vat aynt normmill oar es a bit orva lezza p'raps? ter aven cawse ter fackin' davote veir 'ime 'oo case nah bloak wiv eeny fackin' sense err wornemm as a gawl frend.
Col: Enn vat fackin' mell awda bryde stahff enn forrin daytin soites azz awl gawt big bizzniss cawse bloaks is looking fawr a bint wots nort gonna be a fackin' frahnt bottim princess.
Reg: Enn voze facking prik teasis worts willen ter let yewse bye emm fackin' Chardnee awl fackin' nyte at sahm fackin' spensive Wahn bawr vat yewsed ter bee a fackin' bank awr summat yewsefull lahke, venn vey facks orf enn err tarxi lay'err, wheyyl, veyrr ver wans aaht wiv verr mates awn a frahday nyte crahn in terr ver fackin' Chardnee' coz nahr bloaks wann nuffin ter do wiv umm. Vey fackin' brawt vat awn emmsells, ennt vey? Backk ter ver fackin' Kit Kat shaffle awr wan orv vemm Ann Sammerses fackin mahlti speed vahbrayters wiv an addid clittris stimmerlater or summat wort eye dah nawr naffink abaht, eh Col?
Col: Vat ez ver nubb orv itt Reg, enn veyze awnlee gawna enn aahp lewsin aaht corse orve vehr aatterchewed, ryte?
Reg: Ryte, ryte enn ear's me fackin' stawp Col! Ta ra myte!

Clapham Omniblog - British Leyland Cars and Van den Plas

In which Colin and Reg discuss the British Leyland cars and the upmarket Van den Plas

*Please note the following is a verbatim transcription from the original pigeon cockerney*

Reg: Ere ere dew see vat sum bloke payed aaht five Ayrabs fawr an Oasrtin Allegri? S'in moy Daiwy Miwwah.
Col: Wheyll vat's ardlee an mistree innit? Mahst ovvem 'as lykley rasted aaht ter fack by nahr Reg.
Reg: Eye finks vat vey lorst verr way venn vey stawped being BMC.
Col: Wheyn veyz worz Nutfield under ole Lawd Mawriss, it sorta wuurked, baaht yer problem woz vat soon as a fewevem stahted gahn toe ver wahll, vat vey awl staartid getting 'malgamated, eeynd awl vis badge injineerin stahtid.
Reg: Wehyll, yore paahst wore cahrs woz all in rutt. Yerr problem waz lyke, vat ve err woare add seeeriusslee disrahptid yer econnermee ennit? Ehnn all veese cumpnees royt, vey aynt gort ver ackkers ter invest in noo deesoyns.
Col: Finks sar ryte myte, eye means yer add ter wyte a coupla year ter see suffink noo cummin ahtter ver faktries, eye meens, aahnless  vey add suffink aahp vehr fackin' sleeves lyke, vat vey kud jahss rawl awt frahm verr fakkrees.
Reg: Corse, wance vey'd gorta bit sawted aaht aafta givin' awld Aadolf enn Terjer a bit orva slaaap, venn, vey kud get awn wiv rerbildin ver pawst woare ekonmy.
Col: Wheyll, vats when you storted ter see vat sorta 'merikan stoylin, ganh all streemloyned lyke.
Reg: Ennd tryan ter ger upmahkit wiv yer fancy names. Like what Oarstins dun wiv ver fackin' Summerset, Devin ann ver fackin' Wessminnister.
Col: Enn Fawd, ahd ter der summit abaht it or miss ver blleedin baaht, eh? Yer kud errnlee der sah much wive ver 8 and 10, sar vey add ter kum up wiv names lyke ver Angela enn Perfick. Strowke orv gernyous ter call a fackin' motawh arfter a fackin byrd voaw.
Reg: Sahr, Oarstins kud awnly gehr awp markitt? arter att. Sahr vey woz klevvva ter yewse ver naymes orv oernly two orv ver fackin' tawp Oonerversi'ees, Awxfawd enn fackin' Caymbrij faw vehr next moddills. 
Col: Baaht, vey all adda get attit coz verr worz ah loadah forrin deszoyners vat woz stoylin cahrs, lyke ver fackin Tryamph Errild, yer Forina Oarstin, enn yer fackin' Cor'inna enn all.
Reg: Yehr, vey woz tryan ter tap ver 'merrikan markitt eye reckkins. Baht eye means wear can yerze goes arter Awxfawd? Ernely royle'ee, enn vat was a big fackin' nahr nahr, caus ver fackin' Quinn, she'd ave a fackin' wurd in ver Lawd Charncillo'r's  lug ole enn innshaw vat summan at BMC gets a fackin' bawlukkin fawr ett.
Col: Itz yore Royle fackin' prurterkawls innit?
Reg: Ehhn, verr ernlee wye ter gawr worz awp markitt ergin.
Col: Yehr, enn dew no vat yer faymiss Vann den Plaarses worz frawm Plarster?
Reg: Nahr, yerr avvin me on Col.
Col: Nahr, strait aahp Reg, vat faht bloake Farook who azz vat garridge aahp Walfumstah, he wekkins vaat awld Vann den Plaarses worz a Datch bloak.
Reg: Wheyll, vats nawt spryzin, coz yer get awlsawts in ver area, dahnyer?
Col: Wheyll, wot Fawook wrekkins ezz, enn ee erred it frawm izz myte aahp Craach Ind wotz bean inn ver motah tryde fer fackin' yeeaaz, is vat it worz rijinnerllee cawled yer Van dern Plasters, baaht, vey changed it fawr immijj reezins.
Reg: Wyse vat venn myte?
Col: Sahr, ee staartz aaht as a Kemmist ryte, enn eez discuvvad yer akcherawl 'Faablwan' plaarstik by enn accident. Ee woz orva Sundy, fackin' abaaht in iz parla wiv sum kemmikuls, enn ver phaon gehrs, saah ee leaves iz 'speriment ter awnsa ver fackin' fing enn ter cut a laung storey, ee kumms baak ter fynd iz compaahnd az gawt nawked ova bye iz kaat, enn eez gawta plaarstik sorta brahn fillum awn iz binch, lookin' lyker bitta levva.
Reg: Ez vat gawspil or izat fackin gipper woyndin yer aahp?
Col: Nahr, eez awryt. Saah, he takes a clahsar luk attit, enn he sees wort looks loyke an levva grayne innit. Ann ee finks 'fack me, ive invenned summat fablis,' sah ee decydes ter kawl iz noo fing 'fablon' cawze itz fackin fablis. Ennywyse, ee gehrs an ee paytins it, ryte, enn nawunns intrisstid, he carnt get erristed wiv it, baaht, he shaws vat Iffygonads bloak wort was instrawmentulein desoyning ver Mawris Minarr viz staff, enn ees real intrisstid lyke in avvin it fawr usin in ver fackin trimming orvyer cahrs intrears.
Reg: Sahndz lark wags ter wiches storwee Col?
Col: Yehr, coz he moouved ahter Plaarsta ehnd ee gawt himsell' err fackin' manshun at Radlitt. Baaht ee nevva give up work, coz ee gawt in some greement wiv British Lelyandii as it was ter bee kum.
Reg: Nahhr eye seez ver lyte, cozza kors vat explains aah yersze gawt ver fackin awfull plaarstick staff awn yer motawhs lyke yerr Mini Claahbman estate, eye meen wehr wud yaz be wivvaht yer stiky on fackin' fablon awn yer aahtside orv yer Minni? Yer fackin' Wallnutz wurf maw van ver fackin' motawh ter stick orn, enn it aynt gorna larst not in ahr fackin' wevva ezit?
Col: Wheyll, vey did pull a fackin maarsta stroke lyke, bye baylen aaht fackin' Rawls din vey?
Reg: I nevva seen fablon orna fackin Rawls, Col.
Col: Eye meanz, wiv all dew respect ter Connlees, itz ardlee ver sorta fing vey'd be lookin' ter yewze orna tasty motawh like vat, eh? Eye bet her awld Madge'd ave summat ter say abaaht it, if she clawked wiv her beedy eoyes vat summan ahdd fackin' comprimysered ver fackin' Rawller fer sayke orva few hunred quid.
Reg: Eye erd vat alvough sheez gawt vat fackin' great Pallis and all vat, she still gahrs arahnd ver fackin' gaff ternin aaht lytes worts bin left orn.
Col: Eye does salluyte err for vat, coz we awl gorta do ahr bit for ver plannit, eh? Pallis or nahr fackin Pallis.

Reg: Sahr, wortz Lellandii doin wiv fackin Rawls venn?

Col: Wheyl, Oarstins worz arsked ter bild sum sorta Jipp orf udder enn Rawls mayde ver enjinns fawr itt. Baaht, it was nevva much kawp sahr, vey 'bandined it enn vey getz in tarch wivv awld Vee Pee abaaht uzin ver awald Farina shell lyke and restoylin it and cawlin it summat else verr fackin' Prinzess, corz verr embargio on uzin royle names lyke was different, slong as yer dint cawl it a 'madge' or summat yewz woz ulryte.

Reg: Enn vey kahn charjeya an extrer fackin Ayrab fer yer fackin' Fablon eh?

Col: An yerr ryte mate, yer stix er fackin' crahhn awn ver fackin raydia'orr shell enn putz enn Van den Plarse badge awn ver fackin' boot enn Bawbs yer unkill. Vewwy clevar bit orve markitting.

Reg: Enn vey made a fackin' llegra vershun, eye means vats lyke gold platen a dawg turd, innit? Eye says, ez still a fackin' dawg turd at ver enn orv ver day, eh? Lyke eye sez ver ovva day lyke, ett aynt nahr fackin' Alfards Romayer, ryte?
Col: Wheyyl yewze kudd avv fakin' levva seats if yewze wannit, awr yewze kud ave verr fackin' verlewer vat darn't larst. Baaht yerr did aves yer fackin; crahn awn yore radia'orr, sarse yer ku pritind yewse was fackin' Royles or ver upper klarsis if yews worze vose prawntenshus toypes. Eh?

Col: Trubble worz vat verr pawr bloaks wot worz avvena make awp veeze fackin' motahws worz awl gettin' pulled aht orn fackin' stryke abaaht every fackin' five minnits by ver cantin' shawp stewids. Eye meenz, vats wort reely facked ahp ver ole country in ver sevvenieez.

Reg: Enn, eye fink yorz ryte mate,enn eer's me bleeding stawp, ta ra Col!

Clapham Omniblog - of congestion charge an integrated london transport system and flying carpets

In which Colin and Reg discuss the wisdom of the congestion charge and flying carpets

*Please note the following is a verbatim transcription from the original pigeon cockerney*

Reg: Ere ere Col, ahw lorng dew fink et'urrd 'ake us 'er get terr verr Dawktors over enn 'annin' 'ahn? Ovva mornin'?
Col: Wheyy, all depenns wort tymes yew woz gahn myte?
Reg: Baaht nyne in verr morrnin.
Col: Fack me, yewse wanna be aaht of verr aahse by baaht fackin' ate if yewse goona yewse a mowtah.
Reg: Eyes finkin' vat eye ennt gonna get ova verr 'aahnin 'aahn flahova fore arf ate, eye myte as well gits meesell a fackin' flayhn' karpit lyke, wot vose Ayrabs yewsed ter ave in yer fackin' Allybarberz dayse, eh?
Col: Eye woz on verr auld 'aahnin' 'aahn' flayhova verr over day, enn eye woz stack in fackin' traarfik coz vey'd coahned orff ver fackin' near sahd lane, ennay?
Reg: Wot worz vat for myte?
Col: Fack noze, koz verr wurnt nar fackin' wurks goan oarnn lyke. Jus a loader syenze end wun orvem sez furty limit. Eye mene wort a fackin' liber'yy, eye worz stannin' inna fackin' kew orv cahrs, stayshnree lyke, enn vat wurnt verr wurst orv it.
Reg: Wurst?
Col: Yeah, verr woz errnllee sahm auld fackker orn a fackin' merbiller'ee skoo'ah, enn ee aad an fackin' Jack Rassill fackin' Terryerr in verr fackin bawskit orn verr frahnt ehnnn, ee ad iz woife or sumuvva bird orn his fackin laaapp, gahn alorng.
Reg: Ahyr faast wuz he goan?
Col: Fackin' faastur van mee. Ee mustav bee doin' awl orv abaht six bleedin mahles an aahr, frew verr fackin' coanz, eye meene fackin' ell, eym abardin' bye ver fackin' oyway coad, enn ees droyvin vat fackin skoo'ahh frew a fackin kahned orff ayria lyke.
Reg: Oi bett yewse wishes vat yewz adda fackin' flahyn' karpit venn? Aye meenez yar woodennt ave ter pay yer fackkin' caunjestyun chorge, wood yar? Aye meenez s'awlmost lyke vat fackin' awld git woz givin ya 'oo fingers up, lyke, eh?
Col: Wheyll, eye reckkinz vat yew kud avoid verr fackin' cunnjestyun chorge if yewze aaadd a fackin' flahyn karpit, coz it aynt putten aahht narr fackin miishins, eh? Eye mene iffs vem Smort kaahz cans get errway wivaht payin ennee  raahd tax and nah conjestyun chorge, venn a fackin' peaceerr karpit shuddennt eyva.
Reg: Why yew fink voze Ayrabbs storpped usen vem?
Col: Cawse vey add all viz oyl vey waz sitten awn lyke, ehnn when yorze motahs kumm popleearr, venn it aardlee dun myke naahr sense ter fack abaht makin' karpits, 'cept fur stikin' on yer flawr orv yer aahses or yer maahd utts or whaevver. 
Reg: Shore myte, but wotz wivv all yore green bollux nahrdayze spaahted by yerr fackin' trendee leftiz, yewd fink vey'd be kanny nuff ter start makin' vem aginn?
Col: Yore fackin' ryte Reg, eye menes yer wooden't 'ave all vat fackin' bovva wiv ver 'aahnin 'ahn flahova woodya? Jusss git awhn yore fackin' karpit and fack awf, eh?
Reg: Ere, ere, Col, baht aahd yer fackin' karpitt nahr wear ter gahr? Eye menes, it erred need 'err ave sum sorta karpet nav or summat, eye menes ahw voze fackin fings work back in yer Allybarber's 'ime?
Col: Worl, errs yer fackin' magik spells or summat, awr spoze yer aave ter tayke yer nu karpitt enn walk dahn ter yer lowkul Mawsq or summat ennn ver awl Immmyaam he problee sez a few wurds attit enn, Abdul's yer unkel, myte.
Reg: Eye mene yew aave ter 'ake ann fackin' test ter dryve itt or summat? Awr wood it be autumnus lyke, voze fakkin Googgill cars wots got nahr fackin' dryva sittun aahp verr frahnt?
Col: Wheyl yewed ave ter putt inn sahm sorta infrastructha ter mawderate it, ehh? Ovvawyse ett erd be err fackin' freeforawll. Eye meene yer'd ran verr fackin' risker getting craahshed inna, wunt yer?
Reg: Royt, yerrd be flahan alorng ova 'acknee say, awn yer fackin' karpitt, mindern yer ahwn fackin' sell, enn sahm stoopidd facka myte craaash inna yah?
Col: Wheyll, verrs bahnd ter be yurr teevin trahballs ter staartt wivv, enn ven yer've gawt yer ayr trahffic ter deal wiv, eye mean. Ahr meeen wot abaht Heaffrow and yer Gaahtwik flaaht parves?
Reg: Yeah bart, eye means wot chew gonna do wiv ya karpit, say if yers gahn ahwt ter ver cinnymar or aaht sumwear shawpin?
Col: Spoze verr 'd ave ter be sum sorta Karpit enn ryde sorta fing, awr, yerrd just aave sum sorta wayreaahse wear yer kud rawl ahhp ver facker enn stik ett enna rack awr summat enn pay a quid lyke and stick on a fackin' tikkit whyle yer gehrs gerhn abaaht yer bizniss, aye?
Reg: Eye fink vats a brullyant eyedeeah mayte, baht eye spoze vat if yewze wurnt goan farr, vat yew kud juss rawl ver facka aahp enn avvitt ahnder yer 'ahm, eye mene it wud be a bittorva fackin' 'nkumbrance, baht ett aynta fackin' purrfick wahld, ez ett Col?
Col: Wheyl, yerr 'ave itt ver nayle orn ver fackin' nawgin ent ya? If yewze gawt a loawda wyves enn fahsands a kids, lyke summa vem immygrunts, naw eyem nawt being a rayshullist , butt, vey's orbviarsely gawt err gitt arahnd enna  lahmp. Sahr, vey awbveeuslee ass ter ave a bigga karpit. Stans ter reesun , dern itt? Errn yew wunner wanna be avvin 'err lugg vat facka abaht unner yore fackin' arm, coz iterred be a fackin' faag ter ave ter trye and karry vat abaht awn her bleedin' Jack, eh?
Reg: Nahr, azz yorz awn ver bleedin' subjikt orv yer Allybarbyerr, woz he befaw awl viz fackin' sharroni lawr kumm in or summat?
Col: Zackllee, eye mean sawl very wehll avvin yer fawty fackin feeves an all vat, baaht yer gawta make yawr krymes wurfwyle ennya? Eye mene if yawze stannin ter looze err fackin' rabber band ova a fackin' bit of feevin, s'gawta be wurf it, coz etts gonna be a fackin' stigmurr like, veys all gonna noze yerze a fackin Tea Leaf, ennay?
Reg: I meenez, gawnar bakka vem dayze, vey wazzant ewsin ver facking awl Mark 'oo Jaggz woz ter der blaags woz vey? Eye menes it woz probllee sum old fackin' fred bear bit ovva an orffkat orva fackin' peace of an awld Mawrokkin karpit wot veyz managed ter nik ahht ver fackin' kasbarr, eh? Problee ringed ver fackin' pattin sahr vat ver awld Bill wunnant be abel ter rekiggnize it? Sawt a kat and shat lyke? Ringa karpitt?
Col: Yer, I spoze vey'd goan awld aahp a fackin' waygiz Kamil fur ver fackin' Sheckills.
Reg: Ennyahw, weeze getting orf ovv ver poin, ennwee?
Col: Shore Reg, eye finks verrs a fewcher in Karpitts baaht, eye fink ve Ayrahbs is been kanny abaht it.
Reg: Wyze vat ven Col?
Col: Coz vey've gawt it sewed aahp enn 'ey?
Reg: See yer joak naar,
Col: Wot eye mennt woz, vat veyerr sitten awn fackin' millyun of barills orv oyl enn veyze gonner mayke shore vat ezz awl fackin' gawn afore vey starts mayken fackin' flayhn karpits aginn, stans ter raisin dahn ett?
Reg: Ere Col, yew reckkin vat yewd ave ter ave a karpiit for prayin awn lyke voze wazznims take ter ver Mawsqe? Orr wood ett be a fackin' eyebrid wott yewze kud flah baaht awn enn venn tayke inter verr Mawsqe enn do yerr reverence awn? Jaest arskin coz itza difffrent kulchewer ennit?
Col: Bit lahke avvin wunnovemm's Tawyota Previouses venn? Wotz petrill enn lectrik wenn yew wannit.
Reg: Wheyll, eye fink itza fackin' grate eyedeer, enn vat 'aahnin' 'aahn' flahyova erll enn ahp bean a monnyment ter a lorst age, enn verr awly facka's awn itz gernner be fackin' merbiller'ee skoo'ahs. Fack me, ere's me stawp, ta ra Coal.

Clapham Omniblog - How it started and where the charachter inspiration came from.

The Clapham Omniblog and the Clapham Omnibus - What happened was...

It started out as a bit of a joke between my (recently) late friend Colin, (who was 82) and me. Colin had been born in Camberwell and I was made in Ealing and had lived in Teddington for four years so that sort of makes me a token Londoner, by default. In fact we both jointly owned a London Transport Routemaster bus. And his late father worked for London Transport. So this is all rather coincidental! Bit Proustian!

I like to do the odd impression and voiceover and I used to amuse Colin with a few of them of famous people and celebrities as he used to phone me up regularly, about 4 times a week. He was very interested in current affairs and we often talked about what was in the papers, a few years back he mentioned the (now late) Union Leader Bob Crowe of the RMT.

This was in the days of the reported alleged largesse of the union lunch and wine bills and so we were having a laugh about Mr Crowe's entertaining and I did one of my specials for Colin, in character as Bob Crowe with the voice and he fell about, so it sort of led to me developing my character of Reg.

We dispensed in our knockabout improvised sketch with Bob's Grand Cru Bordeaux wines and instead opted for a more working man's Mateus Rose, but we twisted this to become 'Machews Roses' and the unfortunate Black Forest Gateaux morphed into 'Blaahk Forris Gattoxes.' The old Machews being dispensed out of a Carafe, which became a Giraffe in our arena and by Colin's surrealism, a Camel. We found it hilarious. 'How many Camels have you got?' he would ask.

Back in the early 1980's before meeting Colin, I remember seeing a program on the East End and there was one old chap in the program who was from Canning Town, right in the East End, he had a unique diction, often missing out letters from his pronunciation, so for instance 'Canning Town,' became ''annin' 'ahnn.' And Council house, was pronounced as 'Cahrnsel 'aahse.'

I'd never heard this 'local dialect' before and this chap who was from Plaistow, which you might pronounce as it looks like 'Play-stow,' except his high pitched voice seemed to make it sound like 'Plaar-stow.' I remember one thing he said, was (in 'English first,')  'If I want entertainment, I go up (to) Canning Town.' So this was pronounced by him as 'If eye wants en'er'ainment, eye goes ahp ' 'annin' 'ahn.'

Indeed in 1977, I was accused by a French teacher of being a Cockney, even though I had only moved schools from about 2 miles away and I had not lived in London for seven years and the 'London' sound had only come from where I had lived in the previous four years which was not in London by over thirty miles inside the Stockbroker belt.

So, this inventive mind of mine, my love of comedy and this strange melange of situations and circumstances, evolved in my phone conversations with Colin. Indeed, he bought a Renault car and I had known a number of people who owned foreign make cars and often mispronounced the names. Such as a Peugeot properly being pronounced as 'Purr-jeau' becoming 'Pugh-joe.' Or possibly even a 'Pudge-it.'

So the Renault became a Wren-ault, an East End rendering of the pronounced 'Wren-oh,' of course we needed a place where it was bought and of course with our friend Bob's diction in mind, it had to be Hainault, so Colin's car became the fictitious 'Wren-ult of ain-ault.' And much fun we had with that. Having to go 'ahp 'ainawlt ter get me Ren-awlt fixt.'

Questions like 'ahr menee Camels of Machewses Rahsis can yer get in yer Wren-ault?' led to much merriment and so the concept came about, essentially as a comedy vehicle, you might say.

Although I had recorded one sketch in this incarnation with the sound of a London Transport Routemaster bus as my background using the Reg and Colin charachters, I hadn't written any more material as I was engaged on crime fiction writing for some years, but with the recent passing of Colin, I recalled our exchanges and wrote a sketch about the Renault from Hainault as a tribute, others seemed to slot in and almost write themselves. It seemed worth exploring, the musings of two elderly East End residents further.

I remembered the old chap from Plaistow and his diction and it seemed like it was inviting itself to be written that way. I recall years back at secondary school being bollocked by an English teacher about writing a piece of work in a Yorkshire dialect.

Wrongly criticised I felt, as the piece demanded a Yorkshire voice because it didn't really work in BBC English!  so I thought 'fack it, aisle rite it aahw it bleedin' well sahnds!' So I have.

Aaahnd, ere ett iz, verr Clapum Ormniblog. Via Camberwell Green. 'an Plarsterr' or Plaistow.

But of course, it would be lazy to leave it just there, so I incorporated the malapropisms of an old Londoner I worked for years ago into the sketches, which added a new dimension.

Much as I admired Peter Cook and Dudley Moore's work, their Derek and Clive characters

plummeted too far into the toilet via too much alcohol and resentment, so I introduced a more 'acceptable' form of mis-spelt profanity into my sketches where appropriate, if there can be such a thing!

I liked their 'Dagenham dialogues,' greatly, so I moved this type of setup on to when these sorts of characters might be around seventy years old, with the benefit of a great deal of real-life experience to discuss, but away from the comedic Pete and Dud and to another place. It was a reference point, not plagiarism.

In the 1980's, my mum had our house painted by a pair of Brothers did the job for us and listening to them was hilarious talking about subjects as diverse as the then famous footballer Paul Gascoigne, I remember one saying 'Gazza, ee can't handle it' (the media pressure) and this sort of added another dimension to this oeuvre.

So, hold very tight please and take your seat on Route 155 on the Clapham Omniblog, I hope you enjoy the musings of Reg and Colin, which I would like to put on video soon, as you may find the pigeon cockerney a bit difficult to follow, even if it is spelt phonetically!

RIP Camberwell Col.

Clapham Omniblog - Robosexuals, Retrosexuals, Metrosexuals and Linda Lovelips

In which Colin and Reg review sex aids from Linda Lovelips to the new robosexuality

*Please note the following is a verbatim transcription from the original pigeon cockerney*

Reg: Ere ere Col, ave a Butcha's at vis, in me Daiwy Miwwa. 
Col: Oh blimey, vat looks tasty!
Reg: Yo fancy it? You kud get lucky mate, dead cert!
Col: You must be avin' a giraffe mate.
Reg: Naah, strait up Col. Ere reed it.
Col: Cowh, sarnds like a sorta bionic Barbie, doanit? Takes yer back ter Linda Lovelips doanit?
Reg: You wan hear a funny story abaht vat?
Col: Goan mate.
Reg: My cuzzin Jeff used ta live dahn Wandswurf, enn eye woz over vere wun ollerday enn we woz dahn ver Wondel which was small river off of ver Thames like, enn we fawt we sore a body floatin.'
Col: Blaahdy ell mate, wot yew do abaaht it ven?
Reg: We wenn up to a call box enn I rings up the Old Bill enn, told'em abaht wot we saw. Enn vey sent ahp a motah lawnch up ver Wandle ter ver pier. So, ver Saarge on ver boaat, he says 'shher as where it is Saan.' Sah, we gets on ver motah launch , enn we motahs dahn vere. Ennyway, cut a long story, we shows imm wheyre we saw it enn he gets a gaffer 'ook awf ve boat ryte, enn he pulls it in. We were fackin' shit scared cos we fawt it was a body, enn we was only about twelve or summat. Saah, he gets it aapon ve old gaff, enn turns aht its only a fackin' Linda Lovelips blow up dawll vat's fallen in ver warter. We felt a ryyte pair o' cants. Anyway, he was pretty good abaht it and vey woz all larrfin on ver boat, we didn't know why. Ennyway, vey drops us back on ver pier on ver Wandle and vat was vat. That's all. 
Col: Well, least it wernt a real ooman body, dew member they woz advertizin vose in ver Exchange and Maart? Vey woz a bit like the old Mark Free Fawd Cor'inna, coz you had an X, XL or GXL Fawd Cor'inna end, you ad yer Linda Lovelips wiv a realistic first class diner, marf and aynuss if you woz goan for the deluxe moddill. Plus end I say plus, it kud ave sum realistic Lionel Blair.
Reg: Dew reckkin, vat enneywun eva tested vat in cawt wiv Tradin' Standids? I mean, eye aynt gawt ver best pair of mincers on ver planet but even eye, wiv me myopic condichun can see vat a plaaastic vagyna aynt ever not gonnabe as realistic as an ooman wun. Eye mean, eye'd be quoyte 'appy jus to ave ver realistic vagyna. Callin' at ver Tradesman's ent'rance aynt my cuppa Rosie Lee. But eye challenje any norrmall sorta purrson ter agree vat a piece orv melted plaaastic is in enny shape or fawm, a viable end realistic substitute for a real vagyna. Eye rests me case.
Col: Eye fink it wood be fayer ter say vat it wood be differcult ter dissergree wiv ya on vat score. Its nah surprize vat nah wun aas eva brought such a case to cawt.
Reg: Yew say vat, buuut, ver woz eye sore, anuvver vershun of Linda or summit lyke it, wiv an vibraytin Vagyna.
Col: Aah realistic wors that wun then?
Reg: I don't remember mate, it was 1979, it woz in an Exchange end Maart sumwun left in ver karzi at work.
Col: Coz yew kud ownly buy vese from eiver an add in verr Exhange and Maart or from a licenced sex shop, you know like the one up Plumsted Common Rahd, ver wun wiv all the winders all blacked aaht witch eye yewsed ter go parst on ver way ter ver Pox Clinic.
Reg: Sar, vis fackin' licence venn, woz vat lyke aavvin ann Caar licence venn? Eye mean, did yer ave ter get a fackin' prervissional furst or summat? Eye mean if yer ayn't gawt ver propah license lyke, did yer have ter ave sum facker wiv ya at ver caahnta when yew was sellin summan a fackin dilder or summat? Well, eye dunno. Eye mean, woz it lyke avvin ter ave Ell Playtes upp or summat enn avvin some facker wiv ya when yew was aht drivin as Lurner?
Col: Eye dunno, but isle tell yer summit, eye fawt eye was bein add wun tyme oi got me copy orve ver Exchange enn Maarrt. Eye add ter chek it wurnt April ver fackin' furst.
Reg: Well, wot 'append mayte?
Col: Eye turns to ver adult secshun enn I sore vis add fawr ver Lunnon Tee Vee Cenner, sellin' coschewmes, raight. So, eye fawt, raight, Lunnon TeeVee Cenner enn it add a dubbleyer twelve post code enn a Wood Lane address, loyke wot Valerie Singleton ewsed to give aaht on vose Bloo Peater appeals in ver fackin' sevenies. Sah,eye fawt vis looked lyke ver BeeBeeCee woz 'avvin' a bit of a clear ahht of summov ver auld woardrobe stuff, rayse a bit of ackers or summat. Buutt, when eye looks a clahser, s'only a fackin' trannies bleedin' olesale boo'eeq, innit? Eye felt a ryte cant for a minnit. Nota real woomin's cant, eye might add. Unfawchewnatelee.
Reg: Well, sex shops as moved on vese days Col. I mean Aaaan Summaz is mainstream, 'sin ver bleedin' igh street naw. 
Col: Yew seen ver stuff vey got? I fahnd a coppy of one of vehr catalogez dahn ver kannal toe parves over ver weekend. Fackin' ell, vey've got some stuff. Eye mean ter say, ver old dayze of sum sorta plaaastic representayshun of a mayle phallis witch yer bunged in a cupple of Ever Ready HP sevins fawr your old lady ter mess arahnd wiv, s'all gone mayte, veyve got USB chargeable fings nahr.
Reg: Weyll, eye add a simmiler experience lyke wiv yore Exchange enn Maart, cos I saw sum books advver'ized in Penthaase in wun ov vem block adds, enn I fawt vese two bloaks azz been bizzy wry'inn, enn vey look lyke fackin' exspurts ohn sex. Fawteen books adver'ised enn, eye fawt vey'd writtenem all. Until I realised vat Frank & Explicit woz a warnin' to ver vooer aaand nawt ver names ov ver fackin; awfers.
Col: Ere, Reg, yew remeba vat fillm wiv Mel Smiff innit, Willt, wann it? He was un Detectivv, Enn ee woz convinced vat 'enry Wilt played by Griff Rees wosisname  'ad dun 'iz ole lady inn, enn 'ee add berried err in a fackin' hole on ver Collidge wear he was lecherer.
Reg: Yew mean lectcherer Col?
Col: Is vere enny fackin' diff'rence?
Reg: Fack noze, I nevva went ter collidge. Go on.
Col: Enny har, ver Mel Smiff carotter, ee azz vis facking load of reinfawced concrit dug awp, coz he rekkins vat Wilty azz put his auld woman dahn ver fackin' hole. Only, wot it iz ackerchewlly, iz er fackin' Linda fackin' Lovelips wiv aan eye qwoat an realistic Vagyna enn anynuss.
Reg: Wiv ver vybryater?
Col: It woz nevva menshunned. Sah Reg enn er rahndabaht way, wood yew aave sex wivv a fackin' rowbot?
Reg: Wehll, putt it vis way Col, eyed ravver aaave sex wivv er fackin' rowbot venn, wun vat was ann awddenree rowbot. Eye do aave standids.
Col: It sez inn eer ryte in yer Miwwa artikel, vat yew can desighn wot she looks lyke, dahn ter her boat race and allsorts. Eye mene, if yewse gonna spend aht ten fowsand pahnds awn a fackin' silicone Sally, yewse mite as well avve yerself suffink  yer finds attractive.
Reg: Wehll, vis all starts ter get er bitt confusin, coz ver's all vese sorts er genders stuff nah, eye mene, it aynt nah longer Maan and Womaan, vers all vese ovvar tyapes of options, lyke Metrersexules enn nahr rober sexules. Eye mene, where's it gonna end? Retrersexules, they just look upp ole girlfriends, eye erd.
Col: Wehll, verr iz tork vat oomans myte seize ter exist, enn, we myte aaave awr brayns traansplan'ed inner oomanoid cider body shell, lyke on Docter ooo, wot ver cidermen are mayde lyke.
Reg: Yeah, wehll I spoze vat in vat case, long as yer got yer supply ov spare parts, yer kud live for evva?
Col: Well, vere's a fackin fawt ven, ay? Ere's me stop ta ra Reg.

Clapham Omniblog - Shirt Street Order - Crime and Policing in London

In which Colin and Reg review the changing face of policing in London

*Please note the following is a verbatim transcription from the original pigeon cockerney*

Reg: Ere I wuz up in mee lorft ver uvva day, enn ay cums acrawss enn auld phoater of me auwld man when ee woz in ver Old Bill dahn enn Rovverive.
Col: Fack me, vat mustav bin a few years back? 
Reg: Corse, ver fayce orv Pleecin aas changed since ee woz on ver beet. Avv a butcha's at vis in me Daylee Miwwa.
Col: Fack me, looks like bleedin Robercop!
Reg: That's a byrd mayte!
Col: Yer avinn' a giraffe mate, gotta be a bloak, gotta gan an all.
Reg: Nahr, itza byrd innit, ere look, yer can see oyeloyna.
Col: Maybe itz wun of vem bloaks oo carnt decide, eye mene ennyfing seems ter go vese dayze, dunnit? Veyer tayekin allsorts, gotter, all vis plitikal crektniss shit.
Reg: Nahr, itza byrd, it sez eere in ver payepa.
Col: Fack me yewze ryte. Well eye nevva. Yew carnt tell, under vat ellmet ann all vat sorta army clobba.
Reg: When my ole man started wiv ver Met, ee add ter wear a fackin; chewnick in all wevvers. Musta been bleedin sweltrin' in ver fackin' summer, coz we used ter ave sam fackin' blinders in vose days. All ee add woz a trunchin an a fackin wissel.Ee nevva add a fackin' gan or wun of em' Teezer's vey got nahrdayze.
Col: Eye rememeba vat vey usta ave Caypes an all.
Reg: My ole man got aht in ver late sixtees and ee sed wot a relief it woz ter be able ter onlee ave ter ware a dicky in ver summa, ahht on ver beat. Come May it was shirt street order, nah fackin' chewnicks if it were too bleedin' ott, tayke it orff. Bleedin Gawdsend he rekkind.
Col: Well, ver wurnt ver crime abaht woz there? Eye mene rahnd ere ver lydd was wellan trulee kept onnit, Dahn Befnul Green, you dinn step outta lyne not wiv vose Krayze abaht. Vey din call it Deff Knell Green fawr nuffink.
Eye mene, vey sorted aht veyre own problms aaht. Eye mene, if yew called wunuvemm a big fat poof in a packed East End Boozer, yer'd llyleky get yer awld noggin blown orff.
Reg: Ayn yew look at ow vese Koppas is dressed naw, eye mean, my auld mann, ee fawt vat chewnick looked real smart, even if it was bleedin' hot ter ware some'imes.
Col: Nahrdayze, vey got sum sorta 'quipment belt on emm, lyke suffink wot Bahtmann wore. Fackin' utilli'ee belt. Member vat frawm Batman on ver telly? Eye mene, Dixon of Dock Green it ain't.
Reg: Eye fink ver Sweeni on ver Tee Vee wors ter blame fawr it. Eye mene, croyme woz all old skule sorta stuff un'ill vey awl started ridin' rahnd in fackin' motahs, dryvin lyke fackin' maniacs. Eye mene, its ownlee gonna encourij ver scrotes ter copy it. Ennit?
Col: Well, ewe aynt gettin' ver waygis trux rahnd lyke yer ewsed ter. Sah, ver ayn't ver armd robbris vat ver ewsed ter bee in ver Sweeney dayze. Eye mene, we aull get payd lectronically mostly, nahr. Eye mene, wot security trux ver is, aaht ver, really carry fack all bangers end mash, not lyke in ver auld dayze, back inver fackin' seven'ees when veyze was bloated wiv ackers.
Reg: Yew saw an ole Mark two Jaag ven, ten 'err wun, it was sum tasty Geeza's aaght on a blagg or suffink. In vose dayze, vey wus just arskin' ter get a tug from the auld Bill. Nahr, it's all vis cider crime, on-lyne or forrin pick pockits, I aynt racist, butt it az ter be said. Yer look at all ver stertistiks, eye mene ver true wuns wot vey doant 'ide, cos vey's not plitiklly crect.
Col: I fink vats been arf ov ver problem, I fink vey've bin covrin up whooz really doing ver crymes aand eye fink veyve binn usin' efnic mynory'ees stuff as en excewse, iz backfard on'emm.
Reg: But yo fink abaht it, when vose Oognoses came to ver East Ennd from Frahnce, ver was nevva enny Barney Rubble? Moast ovv'em were skilled people loike, taylers and silversmiffs end vat sorta stuff. Vey nevva add ter resawort ter cryme, coz vey aad a fackin' trayde.
Col: Well, eye fink itz ull ver politishun's fawlt, vey've gawn soorft on cryme aahnd it ayn' bleedin' worked, azzit? Yew luk aaat Saaadier Rabia, eend if yewze gets in a bit a foam and bubble over there,  yule probly get yer aand cut awf or summit. Eye mene, itza bit extreme, baaht it doant stoppem doin' ver crymes duzzit? Its vat Sharonni law innit?
Reg: An murdah's common nahr, eye mene sum kid gets stabbd aahp Plarstow last week and nahr wun takes enny fakkin' nowtice. Baht ver same as if yer dog left a turd on the pavement, eye mene in ver auld days, summon wood 'ave ticked yer orff fawr that, nahrdayze, they doant givva fack. Nahr wun spekes ter each over, itz very sad mate.
Col: Eye fink itz gotter gaw full cyrkull. I fink Willie Whitelaw was right, short sharp shock. Aand Normin Tebbit, he was rite, 'Get on yer Byke' sorta attichewed. Eye mene, these peepull ave it all too bleedin' easy. Vey orta 'ave ter get aht ver enn do suffink for ve ackers theys getz.
Reg: Doant yew fink its veyrr 'ome lyfe ter blame?
Col: Well, vats wot awl yer fackin' sosheollergists make aht. Eye fink veyre ull tulkin bollux. Eye fink vey eynt gotter fackin' Scooby to be onnest. Vey fink corse vey gotter fackin' universe'ee fackin' dergree, vat vey got awl ver fackin' arnsers. Vey shud bring back 'angiing I rekkin, fer starters.
Reg: Used ter be poplar that, dahn Tybun. Royt soshul sorta gavrin wannit? Eye mene, peepul wood cum from myles and myles araahnd ter see it, enn vey yewsed ter sell programs an fackkin' all sorts. Thered be en'er'ainers and peepul selling ott chessnuts end fancy goods, a bit like Brick Lane market but with anging goan on. Peepull nevva add telly in vem dayze corse.
Col: Eye recckin vey shud bring bac ver stox, eye mene, ave summon put in vose fawr a cuppla dayze dahn Clap'm Eye rode an ave peepul frown rottin vedge attam, mite makum fink twyyce abart doin' cryme, eh? Juss fawr small stuff lyke.
Reg: Eye fink yew mite ave suffink verre mate. Eye means, vese prizzins is all bleedin' cotton wull and all, veze dayze. Vose fackers asz gawt bleedin' Sky fawr nuffink', eye carnt affawd ter ave bleedin' Sky Sattlite telly, vose fackers brakes the bleedin' lawr end vey get its fawr nuffink! Bleeding hollerday camp if yewr arsk me!
Col: Aah blaady ell, me stawp! See ya mate!

Claphham Omniblog - The London housing and property market

In which Colin and Reg review the London Property market and ridiculous house prices

*Please note the following is a verbatim transcription from the original pigeon cockerney*

Reg: 'Ere Col, yew rememba vat rode in Battsee vat mah Cuzzin yewsta liv in?
Col: Wan vat dahn near ver rivva? Fakkin' 'ell mate, vat waz fakkin' eons ago, wann it?
Reg: Aah much yew rekkin itz wurf nahwr?
Col: Fack nose mate!
Reg: Fakkin too millyun, vat's wot mate!
Col: Too millyun, ya 'avin' a giraffe?
Reg: Cawse I en't 'avin' a fackin' giraffe, s'in ver Battasee 'eruld, propty pagis. Ere, I gawt it ere, 'ave a fackin' Butcha's attit.
Col: Fack, yor rite mate. Ee paid fack all fer that in sixty nine. Baht too faahsan quid or summit.
Reg: He mus be rite fackin' minted venn. Seen az he woz from the arse endda Plumsted Common. No afence mate.
Col: Nar, 'ee sole it in abaht nine'een aitee, he's brahn bred mate, asbesstiss. Paw ald facka.
Reg: Well, when eye waz gahn aht wiv that bint Mawreen err famlee woz livin' in
Nottin 'ill.
Col: Fack me, that was eons argo, wannit?
Reg: Not much. That waz a rite shitole ovva place venn, must be wurf abaht five millyun vat old gaff ov hers nahw,'cept vey was onlee rennin' it.
Col: Wern Fullam a fackin' dump in the early sixtees? Fackin' rough old place. Waz only when Carnaby street an' all that fackin' bollux started, vat ver pricis sky rokettid. I mean, look ahw its gawn madd sinze.
Reg: Well itz all thim bleedin' Oligarlicks innit, vey got sahw much reddies vey're buyin' ap fackin' Hampstid and such like, fast as vey can gerr. 
Col: An ver fackin' football clubs an' all.
Reg: Ere mate, wear wood yew live if yer add the akkers?
Col: Well, it wooden be fackin' Sarfend for sure, I mite take an appartmint in Plarstow jus' to keep a foot in the East end.
Reg: Blimey mate, not many white faces rahn there nah, I'm notta racist but..
Col: Nah, I wus only jokin', aahd probly go up Chippin' Onga or summat like that, aahta tahn I fink. Wat bout yew Reg?
Reg: My wife's always fahncid Faydon Boys, just in Essix, coz she's still got sum famlee up rahnd 'ackneee and she dahnt wanna moov too bleedin' far aaht ovva smoke.
Col: I mean Reg, at ver end of ver day, what's it all for? Karnt take ver fackin' lot wiv ya?
Reg: Ure rite Col, where's it all gonna end? Fackin' aahse pricis is fackin' ridicklus. Aah mean, haahse ver fackin' yoof of tomorrer gonna afford ver fackin pricis if the fackers kipps risin?
Col: Fack noze mate. Anyway, 'erez me stop, see ya mate!

Clapham Omniblog - of Merkins and Merkinauts and pubic topiary

In which Colin and Reg venture into the world of Merkins and pubic topiary

*Please note the following is a verbatim transcription from the original pigeon cockerney*

Reg: I say Col, I wus readin' a book on Victorian crime and ver was this Brass innit who ewsed ter grind up her Rubiks inter snuff an' sell it on ter er punters as extrers.
Colin: I spose vats wot they mean by 'minge benefits,' eh mate?
Reg: I dough no bout ewe mate, but I prefers ter see the old pink money box.
Col: Indeed, a trimmed snatch is a joy to behold, otherwise it's like being a jungle explorer.
Reg: Only I wuz lookin' in  ver Mirror ve over day, en ver woz this story abaht vis burd who woz doin' a love scene onner film, as yer do, 'cept she 'ad ter wig up for it.
Col: Me wife's got an Irish.
Reg: Yer mate, but vis woz for her dahnstairs, rahnd the Mulberry bush, or instead of, yer git me drift?
Col: I fink ser mate, ye mean she'd cleaved off her Erno's
Reg: Oh yer, Bic 1, Rubicks Cubes 0.
Col: You remember back in the 80's, in the Exchange and Mart, ver woz that place used ta advertise in ver adult secshun, place in Strettum, ohh, wot woz the place?
Reg: Trevor's world of  Merkins? Wasn't that the Merton Merkinarium before that?
Col: Yeh, woz run by that bloke Trevor, didn't he have a bruvver, Welsh were'nt they?
Reg: Yeh, Mervyn. Vey were famous for 'em. Mervyn 'ad a shop in Wales dinnee as well, Mervyn's Marvellous Myrfer Murkins. Inna place called Myrfer Titfull or sommat like 'at.
Col: Yeh, 'member he 'ad a Royal Warrant, from Edwardian 'imes, his Granfarver in noine 'een 'en, made  'em fer ver venn Prins o' Wales.
Reg: 's right, ee use' ter 'ave a pic-chewer of it in 'is Strettum shop, he woz rite prahd  've it. 'Supplier of Pubic Topiary to his Majesty the Prins o' Wales.'
Col: Well mate, tradition, used ter gehr back ter ver 'enry ver eitfs 'ime, Chewdors 'an all vat.
Reg: Yer, ver woz vat place up off Mudchute, one o' 'em collidgies, sorta like Goldsmifs, only fer knobwigs and vat sorta stuff. Vey add sum sorta Gild like, ver Wurshipful kumpanee of Merkineers, yer ad ter du a seven year 'prenticeship ahnd yer ad ter be able make a fackin' merkin fit fer a royl ter parse lyke.
Col: Want vat ver Lunnon Skule of Merketry? I always wundad what vat was. Oi arsked my ol' man once wot it wos, ee jus' sed 'Gertcha' enn tried ter clip me fackin' eer 'ole. Fackin' cahsun!
Reg: There wos this program wiv vis Wursley bird, she nose a lot abaht 'istry an' ver like. Well, vey said on vis program, vat er, 'cos vey only 'ad a barf abaht twarce a bleedin' year, well, vey used ter niff a bit, spechlee dahn belhar, if yer fullow.
Col: Funny yer shud say vat.
Reg: Well, pparentlee, vey used ta dispense wiv the ole'dahnstairs beard, en' 'ave 'em sells replekers made up aht a reel ' Lionel Blair. Strait ahp mate. Ehnd ven vey yoosta 'ave vese Cottin baags o' Lavender an Rowsmree danglin' rahnd the Jenny Tayhla. Wot vat Wursley bird said. Sorta git rid uva smella dekay and stuff.
Col: Well, en Viktorun 'imes, ver woz vat faymuss Gennilman's ahtfittas call Jeeves n' Orks, vey 'ad er Royl Warrunt fer Prins Ahlbet, dint vey?
Reg: Oi fawt he woz faymuss fer avin' er ring pearced fru ver end of his ole mahn?
Col: Sow itz sed. I 'ave et onn good auforii-ee vat ee usta be a very gud customer of ver secrut depaartmnt.
Reg: Wotwoz vat mate?
Col: It woz ver Lunnon Merkinarium, wannit? Jeeves an' Orks woz famus fawit, onlee if yewse woz ver landid gentree or a Royl.
Reg: Nevver 'erd ofit mate.
Col: Nah, yer never wood, 'coz it was sekrit, loike. Not onlee did vey 'ave ver Royl Warrunt for ver aahse ov Saxe Coburg Goffer, but, vey also 'add ver fackin' Royl Warrunts fer abaht half yer bleeding Royl famlees in ver fackin' wurl.
Reg: Well, fack me an' ger to the fott of me ole Apples!
Col: I new vis bloak Derik, usta work up ver Tahr uv Lunnon, ee reckins ver's lodes a secrit shit vat ver public never sees in staw. He shawed me rand wunce, but keep et ter yerself!
Reg: Gore on mate, wot yer see?
Col: Well, 'ee show me vis wot looks like an er buk, onlee when yer open ver cuvver, ver was a fackin' grate void in wear sum can't ad' only gawn 'en cut aaht a fackin' grate 'ole. Raht fru ver fackin' pages. I meen, as a fackin' buk, vat buk compete, nahr a daze, wooda bin wurf a fackin' fawchune in iz own rite.
Reg: Sar, wot wuz ver fackin' 'ole fawr ven?
Col: Well, my mate Derik, he tawld me vat he'd been tole by ve 'edd Kreator of ver Tahr, vat it waz a sekrit depositree fawr storin' of a Merkin, vat ad rijinly bin made in yer fackin' Chewdur era.
Reg: Who waz vat fawr ven?
Col: 'ee wunant say. Ee sed it was genuwin, ee reckund vat ee add providence, ee reckund vat ee add letta in ver arkivs witch woz writtin by a lady in weighting, vat sed ver book woz a gift from ole 'enree hisself.
Reg; Yewd fink vat vey'd put that aaht on show, bee kwite a drawer, 'avin sachet.
Col: Yer mean cashay?
Reg: Yer, well, woteva. I mean, look at ver markitin levridge yer kud get awf uv vat. Suffink vat's been rahnd ver Royl Jenny ayhlia. I meen, vats gotta be wurf ver entrans fee alone, for vose with a prewrius naycher.
Col: You ain't rong mate. I mean, if vats jus wun fing, ver kud be faahsands of fings like 'at, awl 'idden away. I fink as tax payas we 'ave a rite ter see em.
Reg: I agree, I fink as we pay fer ver Beef eaters and all vat, we ave a rite ter see 'em. Worts an all.
Col: Aw bluddy ell mate, 'ere's me stop see yah!

Clapham Omniblog - Tour de France 2016

In which Colin sees a Tour de France Carbon Fibre bike in Halfords

*Please note the following is a verbatim transcription from the original pigeon cockerney*

Reg: 'ere mate, you see vat Bargin 'unt last week?
Colin: Nah mate, I like that Dayvid Dickinson, bit of a fackin' geezer, weelin' an' deelin. Wear's nice whistles. Gawt a fackin spensiv lookin watch.
Reg: No, he doughne do it no maw, sum uvver bloke, Tim suffink, suffink sounds like pigeoncot. Any 'aah, vey's woz in one ov 'em salvage places an' vis Tim bloke, he see's a front wheel of a boike stickin' aaht from under a bit o'  auld caarpit. I could see from the front forks it looked a fackin' Rawleigh.
Colin: Fackin' stroll on mate.
Reg: Nah wurd of a lie mate! I fawt it was a fackin' Rawleigh shoppin' bike at furst, 'cos it 'ad a small wheel like a kid's bike aves.
Colin: 'an vem frahnt fawks, you no ve wuns, wivver dimples in ver choob ends.
Reg: Yeh, yeh, so he pulls back ver carpit,'aan fack me, it's only a fackin' minnnt, Rawleigh Choppa in Taangerine orinje. Strait aap, it was fackon' minnnt! He reckins vat it came aaht ovva bike shop wot closed daahn in 1971, he even had ver rijinal box over it, baht the fackin' myce chewed it ter fack, so he had to frow it aaht.
Colin: Ju no wot? Eye stopped beeleevin' in fackin' Farver bleedin' Krismus in fackin' 1971, 'cos eye wanhed a fackin' Rawleigh Choppa faw Krismus. We 'ad vis fackin' Krismus pudden at skule vat we all got a chance er a stir ovv 'an we kud make a wish fur krismus. Sah, eye wishes for a brahnnd nu, fackin' Rawleigh Choppa, in Taangerine. Yu no wot? Ver fackin' cant never bort the facker. So that was that. Fackin' fat cant.
Reg: Ennyway, vis bloke, watts got vis fackin' Choppa, I reckin is wuz all set up like. So he gets it dahn, end  vey starts gettin' intrested, but he aynt gonna sell it. Vey offad him a fackin' Munky faw it, but he wurnt 'avin nun of it. I fawt he mite tellum  a fack off, but it woz on ver BBC, sah I expect vey eddid vat aaht. Yew kud tell it wus all set aap, coz ver tires was all pahmped aahp. Fackin' cants innay?
Colin: Yer no, I wen ahp 'alfards ver uvva week faw a spray can ter tahch in ver back of me Fawd, ver that stooped bitch frahm nex dawer, she only goes ehnd bax inna me fackin' Fiiester, wots in aarh shared droive. I meen, fack me, she karnt dryve a fackin' cat inn ver aahse. Sheee taykes abaht half a fackin' ahr to do a fackin' free point turn in ver fackin' roahd. Sar, woyle I woz ver, I started speakin' to vis bloke 'oo worked ver, abaht vese raycin' bykes vat woz  on a display stand.
Reg: You see vem fackin' bykes on ver fackin' tooor de frahnce ver uvva week? Fack me, ver saddil on wun of vose fackaz looked abaht a finn as a piece uvv fackin inch wyyde chipboard, looked abaaht as fackin' comfortable too. Mahy furst byke was a fackin' auld Rawleigh ull steel, wiv 28 fackin' inch wheels and a fackin' clik clik fackin' strurmey archer ubb gear. Lyke wot Vikkars ryde in fings lyke Miss bleeding Maples on ver telly.
Colin: You won't berleev it mate, gess aah much vis bleedin' bike in 'aalfurds woz?
Reg: Munky?
Colin: Not eyven fackin' close mate!
Reg: Wot, an Arab?
Colin: Wot u in, verr fakin' 1950's?
Reg: Well, oi donnow.
Colin: Foive, fackin, grahnd! Foive, fackin', grahnd, fer a bleedin' boyke!
Reg: ee's avin you on mate.
Colin: Naar, strait aahp. I saw ver ticket anging off ver frame. Saah, I sez too imm, u shore mate? foive fackin graahnd? Enn ee sez, yeah, 'cos its made er yer Carbin fybah, lyke wot vey uze on vem formula wun caahs.
Reg: Muy aulled fackin' Rawleigh all steel, cost mee two pahnd ten ahnd vat waz sekind aahnd, aan it woz fackin' ancsheent ven. I reckin ver furst bloak 'oo ohned it masst 'ave  been fackin' Nowah.
Colin: Mate, yer livin' in ver fackin' dark ayyjis. Matey sez vat a fackin spare weal for that fakin' raycin byke was about two grand. Eee reckinned vat sum bloke, bort wun o' vese ahn stack it on fackin' Ebay a week lay 'err for two grahn. Rekkins vat he ohnlee rowed it abaaht a mile, didn't get on wiv it. Wot a mug. Enn, he sez vat a Carbin Fybah byke doughn last more van a few years, coz of all the loawd onnit.
Reg: Vat sahnds lahk a fackin' waste a munny a me. Kud bye a fackin' decent motah faw vat kinda moohlah an' still have an Arab leff to buy a racin' byke wiv, wun wivv a metyll frame, allyminyum, or suffink like vat.
Colin: Ee reckin vat sum maytee, wot he noze in sum syyklin club aahp Walfamstah way, ee woz dahn in Balumm aahnd ee getz itt by sum fackin' Minicaab. Fackin' byke shattaz lyke fackin' glaarss, frayme, frahnt weal, it's facked, bitz evrywear. So anyway, ver old Bill saw itt and cums ova, eehnd maytee in ver cab, staarts ter mayke aaht he karnt speke English propa ehnd, eye ayn't beein raycist, butt...
Reg: Well, eye ope ee woz bleedin' ensured. Eye mene, maytee on ver byke sahnds lyke eez gotta kayse against imm fawr dew care. Ennyway, wot appenned?
Colin: Dunno  mate, vatts all he tawld me. Bet ee woz sick as a parritt ova vat.
Reg: Ennyway, yew kno Aahlf wot used to work aat ver toire fakktree?
Colin: Wot Aahlf 'oos in ver Skrubs fawr arrmd robbry?
Reg: Yahyr, vat Aalf. Wayll, when we woz abaht fawteen, wee wenn on a tour of Balumm.
Colin: Nott Frahnce ven?
Reg: Naah, we only got as fahr as Balumm, ee got in un argewment wiv a Copper an' clocked him wun. Saar, I add ter fack off ome on me own. Appy daze.
Colin: Yerrr, appy daze. Enny haar, ere's me stop, see yer mate!