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Spoke to Ali R today and Becky C. I used to work with them. They were in the next office to me, and i used to pop in to gossip with them about this and that when I worked there. I was noted for my gossip, apparently :-) Well I got a bit of a ticking off today for not blogging about them in all my time here: "Oh, its all Tony this, Paul that, Mark the other" moaned Ali, and I could hear Becky in the background agreeing. I pointed out that most of these people had come out to see me, and Ali and Becky hadn't, so they didn't deserve a post, but I didn't want to incur a womans wrath, so here we go...

Anyway, Ali, who is a Scot, always used to pronouce the word 'Food' as 'Fid', and would always ask if I would like to 'chum her to the shop fae fid'. This was basically an opportunity for me get away from my desk and the newsgroups for five minutes, or to have a break from writing crank letters to the Malvern Gazzette, and for Ali to indulge in her love of chocolate and gossip, and spending money. I have always like the Scottish accent, but could never quite understand why the word 'Fae' substituted the word 'For' Or actually, come to think of it, it sometimes means 'From' doesn't it? (Hazard? Sazza? Help me out here) I have heard it used to ask the question "Och Aye De Noo, is anyone fae Scotland?". LOL! Does anyone in Scotland ever actually use the term 'Och Aye De Noo'?! And what might it mean? Is it the English version of 'Cor, Perishin' Blimey'?

Ali is also a pretty good tennis player.

Becky isn't Scottish, but graduated in English with a first I think, from some great university or other. She throws a mean house party, and once again i would like to appologise for being ill in your garden, and collapsing in your living room :-)
Becky is a regular on the camping/rafting/surfing weekends we have had over the last 6 years (can you believe its 6 years this year?!) and she still manages to get her makeup perfect, and look good in a tracky in a force ten gale.
She can often be found in sophisticated joints like Bushwhackers in Worcester dancing on the table, and drinking some kind of weird brew.

Pretty much, when the chips are down, you can count on Becky and Ali to be there with a card and cake and as much tea and sympathy as you can shake a stick at!

Happy now ladies?! I bet Barbara will want a mention now!