"More Tea Vicar"!

No Problem Charles, it’s an expression that I first picked up from the mother in law! If she was talking negatively about someone, it was a favourite expression of hers and still is. I suppose it’s probably old cockney wit, meaning that unless their arseholes were sewn up they will never change, and since that the probability of that to happen is zilch, they will conform to their true nature (who ever its aimed at.) There are loads of witty little sayings that are getting lost forever as many of the young here in London want to imitate the West Indian lingo and phrases at a cost to our own. Shame it use to be in the past that those that came here wanted to fit in and use our colloquialisms in what ever part of the UK they set up shop!

Cockney wit and charm is dieing out as the white working classes of London have been moving away for the last forty years. Many areas of North, South, West and East London now look more like down town Jamaica, or Bangladesh and many more colonies of those who will never become English or Londoners as long as they have holes in their arses.

Another Cockney piece of wit you can use if say if an uncouth person, foreigner or family member passes wind in front of you (farted), WHICH HAPPENED IN A SHOP THE OTHER DAY AND I USED WITH GREAT PLEASURE. I was in the bread shop, yeah we still have a few that sell fresh bread, a wild looking bunch of Turds, Kurds or whatever they bloody were came in, quick check of the wallet in the back pocket. Many signs are springing up warning of pickpockets, as they have now spread out from the tubes to shopping centres. Anyway wallet was still there! I had had an experience of another a bunch new brits getting too close behind me in a shop with their African mother and felt a small hand trying my back pocket. I turned around and told them all to piss off. No good shouting for the old Bill (police) they would not come even if I were quick enough to grab that hand it would be me that gets done for assault!

Anyway back in the bread shop the Turd who broke wind was met by my little “More tea Vicar”! LOL They looked on like the dumbo’s they were, but the other few English and the shop assistant appreciated it with smiles and a little laugh. (Dirty buggers I left the shop before they stunk it out and got a slice loaf from the supermarket.) They bring their dirty ways here and while tramping all over our friendly nature and take us for granted! It is the white working classes that are bearing the brunt and have been sacrificed in the name of these Multicultural, Multi Racial foreign invasions!