Charlie met Geordie in the Metro Centre and noticed he has a small gift-wrapped box in his hand.
“It’s wor lasses birthday the morra,” Geordie says, “last week ah asked hor what she wanted for hor birthday,”
“So?” Charlie asked.
Geordie replied, “Weel, she said, ‘Oh ah divvent knaa, just gis something with diamonds on it.”
Charlie asked, “So what did ye get hor?”
Geordie said Ah bowt hor a pack of cards!”
Little Geordie was given a piece of plasticine. He didn’t know what to make of it.