You have to imagine Fred had never been out of his native town of Bowton (Bolton) except for the odd day trip to Blackpool, so when he received an invite from an old friend to visit him in London you can imagine his trepidation, he did not know what this meant but he felt it. On arriving at the Capital he was amazed at the size and speed of the place, his friend lived in Putney so the first person he saw he said "ow do lad dos tha knows how to get to Pootney" in his best deep Bowton accent the guy looked at him bemused and in this strange language to Fred said "aw you mean Patney mate Patney" so he gave him directions and said if you ask again you must say "Patney mate Patney" so away he went but after a while he was again lost, so the next guy he saw he asked in his best cockney accent "excuse he mate could you please tell me how to get to Patney mate" this guy looked at him and said in a deep booming Bowton accent "tha what lad the