Come ‘ere to me Feens. Come ‘ere to Me Beours.

Have a good lamp at these Pure Daycent table slates, and just imagine your friiens faces when you drop a pot of Barry’s Tea on to it in your gaff?

I’ll tell ya one thing, like: it doesn’t matter which option you choose - the Pure Cork, Like one (see all those Me Daza Cork words, boi! Only Massive, boi!), or the North Side option (up the Norries!) or the South Side version (Notions all over the gaff, like), they’ll only love it, boi!.

As will you, like.

Later Feens. Later Beours. Laaaaater!