In this first 'comedy ramble', I ponder 'pon the hilarity of regional accents while on a crisp morning stroll.The weather was somewhat 'fleeing' - now, in Wigan, that refers to it being cold (or 'cowd' as we'd say) - Lord knows where that comes from - nothing to do with fleas as far as I know. Anyhow, have a listen - tha' met find it interstin' - tha' ne'er knows!

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