Tuesday, 28 September 2010
Now I was momentarily alarmed as I've watched a programme where people do actually wake up with another accent and it's a medical condition, but luckily my James Cagney desire was just me!
I woke my partner up with it and our daughter, fed the dog with it, answered the phone with it and got ready for the day still mumbling Cagney style, but by 8.45am my newly acquired vernacular which consisted in the main of elongating my ee's, seemed to be losing its charm for those around me, so unfortunately I had to stop.
There were a few dirty rat and classic Cagney ... 'n that's how it is seee ... moments said to myself during the day, but other than that I knew, hard as it was, I really did have to stop.
By the the time everyone got home this evening, to their relief, I had Mr.Cagney well under control, the thing is, although nothing's developed as yet
... I'm sure I'm walking like John Wayne.