I Meet An Ipswich Town Cockney

On the 38 bus coming back from the Angel, I was approached by another Ipswich Town fan. As usual in this sort of weather, I was wearing an appropriate woolly hat.

He told me he’d been born in the Royal Free Hospital in the Liverpool Road, which probably makes him a genuine Cockney, according to this map.

His parents had then moved to Suffolk.

I’m not, but how many Town fans are genuine Cockneys? For various reasons like the closure of Central London maternity units, very few genuine Cockneys are born these days.

November 29, 2013 - Posted by AnonW | Sport | Childbirth, Ipswich Town, London

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