Patrick Cates on THE MASKED ASSESSOR
The nonsensical nihilist who reduces the tattoo ad absurdum.
His antics are merely the by-product of the tortured mangle that is his mind.
Patrick Cates vs. MEAT TENDERIZER
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“The thing about me is, all I’m interested in is just having a bit of a sing and a play.”
My Arse — Lock — Wide Boy — Doss. The final Cocky Companion!
He laid the foundations for one-color purity as early as 1913.
Wine gums? Marmite? Peg? A guide to Cocky’s vernacular.
Strewth? Guff? Scuppered? What’s Cocky on about this time?
Nissen Hut? Wankered? Once-over? Cocky’s Britishisms, explained.
Jackanory? White van? Suss? Clock? What’s Cocky on about now?
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Frigging? Towpath? Gobsmacked? What’s Cocky on about now?
Who ends sentences with “Me” or “Like,” or fills them with “Sort of”?
Come-on- ness? Chap? Frank Champard? What’s Cocky on about now?
Wot — Meself — Innit. The badgers’ lexical cockpunching, explained.
Marcus’s plain black loafers — from About a Boy.
Mate? Geezer? Face? What’s Cocky on about this time?
Nick — Scum — Bender — Headbutt. Parsing Cocky’s British-isms.
Hula Hoops? “I’ll fuckin’ do you”? Cocky’s Britishisms explained.
Cream-crackered? Salt-and-vinegar crisps? What’s Cocky on about now?
The Galileo of gaming who taught a lad of limited imagination how to imagine.