Becky Bananas

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I am a true Cockney! Like Gran. The only way you can call yourself a Cockney is if you are born within the sound of the Bow bells.
Mum always tells people that she is one, but she isn’t because she wasn’t born there. She was born in Manchester, when Gran and Granddad were on tour. And Uncle Eddy was born on the Isle of Wight. I am the only one – apart from Gran – who is a real, true, actual Cockney!
I said this to Mum once and she laughed and told me not to be so pedantic. When I asked her what
... pedantic meant she said, “Boringly sticking to the absolute truth.” Well! I thought that was what you were supposed to do. But Mum insists that “For all intents and purposes I am a Cockney”, and that is what she tells people when they come to interview her for magazines, etc.
Uncle Eddy is more Cockney than Mum because he didn’t go to drama school and get rid of his accent. He still talks what Mum calls “gorblimey”. She is always mimicking him, and pulling his leg, but Uncle Eddy doesn’t mind.
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