“Have you heard about this new ‘red’ they came out with t’other week?”
“‘Redd’? No, what’s that then?”
“Our Karen’s new man bought a car on Friday, and it’s ‘red’!”
“Oh, it’s a car, then? I don’t hold with cars me’self. I’m all walkin’, me.”
“No, no, it’s not a car.”
“I thought you said it was a car.”
“No, I… Oh, I know how you’ll get it! You know how Sharon down the way’s husband David ‘as a car an’ it’s black?”
“Aye.”
“And you know the doctor from over Bimsbury…”
“Simon?”
“Aye, Simon.”
“He’s a lovely young man, he is.”
“Aye, he is, he is. Anyway, he has that van he does housecalls in, and it’s white.”
“Aye, it is. I saw him just last week for me corns. It’s all that walkin’.”
“Right, so Our Karen’s new man’s new car isn’t black, and it isn’t white! It’s ‘red’!”
“Oh I see what you mean now. You mean grey.”