The Cockney Grandfather

Every morning I walk the same route to the underground station, which by the way is actually not underground at all, and most mornings I pass an old man who has just gone to buy the milk and daily paper.

Every time I saw him I would greet him, 'Mornin' and get a big nothing in return, until after a few mornings of persisting in my 'Mornins', I got a response, 'Mornin' he replied. It wasnt long before that 'Morinin' evolved into fairly lengthy conversations (for that time of the morning), about football, the weather and even politics, but mostly football, which I know very little about. What makes it even more frustrating, is that being from East London, this man has a strong cockney accent, add to that the fact that he's old, and his cockney accent has developed into something that only east londoners would understand. So basically I stand there, nod and smile, and let the man have his say. Whichever way you look at it, I know have small talk with an old man whom I know nothing about on a fairly regular basis.


By the way, in case you didnt know Breakfst at Tiffany's is sung by Deep Blue Something, with another version by Everclear.