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Are workmen, you know the ones who shout stuff at women in the street, a different breed of men? I never understand where they get their patter from or whether they teach it at some school for labourers or perhaps it's more an on the job learning kind of thing? Are they like this in all situations in their life? Do they shout things at the lady who brings the Betterware catalogue to their house? Do they use the same language with their mother in law? Or is it just when they are on site with fellow 'workies'?

We walked passed some today which, to be fair, were generally a nice bunch. They chose not to go with the obvious "awight dawling" and went for a more amusing line. It came out almost heartfelt and pleading. At first I didn't really understand what he had said and then laughed at the sweetness and innocence of it. I can only imagine it was due to the cold weather and the fact he was only wearing a T shirt, and the slight shiver when speaking, but he said "any spare cuddles going?". Isn't that the sweetest thing you've ever heard from a rough East London builder? I shall start keeping a list but I don't think I'll hear anything to top that. Bless him I feel kinda bad that I didn't stop and hug him, maybe next time. 21:35

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