This is for Bedirhan on Disqus.
Evening all.
I'd like to tell you a story about when I was a very young boy. I must have been three or four months old at the time, and I didn't know what I wanted, but if I did, I wouldn't have known how to tell anybody, 'cos all I could do was gurgle. So I sat there in me [my] highchair, thinking one day, looking at me [my] tray and thinking what I'd give for a meal on there. So I started looking round the kitchen to see what I could have. I was rubbing me [my] eggy soldier in me [on my] head, trying to think, and then I looked over in the corner and there's a yellow and white breadbin with its mouth open, just staring at me, like. I saw bread in there.
