Why I’m a Pirate Refusenik

Just as a matter of interest and if you hadn’t noticed the sudden outbreak of blogospheric “oo-arr”s and “avast ye lubber”s, It’s Talk Like A Pirate Day yet again, not that I celebrate it.

I don’t need to do a sad imitation of Joe Grundy’s Mummerset to join in teh general hilarity: I’m from the West Country, I talk like that all the time.

I’ve a good mind to get all offended.

According to Martin this is what I actually sound like:

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Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt, washed the t-shirt 23 times, threw the t-shirt in the ragbag, now I'm polishing furniture with it.