The Nonfiction Book Club

[Poopadoop]

My favourite dialect story comes from when I studied in Oxford for a year. On about my third day there, I was walking down the street when I saw a woman on a bike with a baby about 2 years old in the baby seat.

The kid had ice cream all over his face, and in this super-posh accent he said "Mummy, wipe my face." She replied "I can't, we're on a bike." And his reply was (I kid you not) "Wipe my face, I say!"

I almost died.

[BananaStand]

My favourite dialect story comes from when I studied in Oxford for a year. On about my third day there, I was walking down the street when I saw a woman on a bike with a baby about 2 years old in the baby seat.

The kid had ice cream all over his face, and in this super-posh accent he said "Mummy, wipe my face." She replied "I can't, we're on a bike." And his reply was (I kid you not) "Wipe my face, I say!"

Are you sure you weren't just watching Family Guy?