Catlin: No I'm not part Scottish, nor are all Geordies. Antevark: close, but no cigar. Like Cockneys are born within the sound on Bow Bells in London, England, Geordies are born on the banks of the river Tyne (North East England). The north bank of the river is Newcastle, the south side is Gateshead. We have our own dialect of English that can be 'braw' or too thick to understand even by other English although Danes can understand some of it. For instance: 'Gan yam' means going or to go home! A Dane might understand this. Whereas 'whisht, lads, ad yer gobs' (be quite, boys) may cause a problem. 'Gannon doon' means 'going down' as in a famous Geordie song 'The Bladen Races'. 'Hiya, Hinnee' means (for you Americans) 'Hello, Honey'. From the song 'The Lampton Warm (Worm)' comes the line 'He canna be fash to tack it yam, so he hoyed it doon the well'. Obviously there's much more but I didn't pick up much of the accent or the dialect as I left when I was six. I have however been called upon to translate 'braw Geordie' in to Queens English which was fun! But not recently. Traditionally, Geordies and Scots mix like oil and water, however, many years ago Scots and people of the North of Enlgand (Cumbrians and Northumberland) together formed the Border Rievers, a group of families of the border between Scotland and England bent on cattle stealing, pillaging and murder of which I am proud to say my family was included. This has been a Bryster O.G.S. production, and to the best of my knowledge, every word is true.

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All the Woes of a World by Jonathan Icknield aka The Bryster

And in my final hours - I would cling rather to the tattooed hand of kindness - than the unblemished hand of hate...