Cockney Alphabet

My grandad would 'entertain' us for hours with the following. I hope you like it...(n.b. You need to say it with a strong cockney accent; dropping the 'H' and pronouncing 'for' more like 'fer')

A for Horses

B for Mutton

C for Miles

D for Kate

E for Brick

F for Vessence

G for Police

H for Consent

I for Novello

J for Oranges

K for Restaurant

L for Leather

M for Sis

N for Lope

O for the Wings of a Dove

P for Relief

Q for the Loo

R for Mo

S for you, you stuck up ******, you can take a hike.

T for Two

U for Me

V for Espana

W for a Quid?

X for Breakfast

Y for Mistress

Zee for a light breeze

I got a very poor cockney accent. Most of that flew right over my head.

I want my Dummy!

Hay for horses

Beef or mutton

See for miles

Defecate

Heave a brick

Effervescence

etc...

LETS SEE IF YOU GUYS CAN GET THE REST!!

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N for Lope = Envelope.

P and Q are pretty obvious. Unless I am wrong.

I want my Dummy!

G is 'Chief of police'

H is 'Age for consent'

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Hay for horses
Beef or mutton
See for miles
Defecate
Heave a brick
Effervescence
Chief of police
Age for consent
Ivor Novello
Jaffa oranges
Cafe or restaurant
Hell for leather
Emphasis
Envelope
Oh for etc.
Pee for relief
Queue for the loo
Half a mo
As for you etc.
Tea for two
You for me
Viva Espana
Double you for a quid?
Eggs for breakfast
Wife or mistress

I'm stuck at the end, guessing "Z for a light breeze" might be a random ending.

The past is an old armchair in the attic, the present an ominous ticking sound, and the future is anybody's guess.
James Thurber

Well done!

Here's your prize (the answer for 'Z'):

Quote:
zeph·yr (zfr)
noun
1. The west wind.
A gentle breeze.
2. Any of various soft light fabrics, yarns, or garments.
3. Something that is airy, insubstantial, or passing.
[Middle English Zephirus, Zephyrus, from Latin Zephyrus, from Greek Zephuros.]

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Thanks Ya'qub.

The past is an old armchair in the attic, the present an ominous ticking sound, and the future is anybody's guess.
James Thurber

Salaam

wrote:
Double you for a quid?

Trouble you for a quid?...you toff. *runs away.

Gentleness and kindness were never a part of anything except that it made it beautiful, and harshness was never a part of anything except that it made it ugly.

The journey of 1000 miles must begin with a single step.