Eet is day 7 of l’incarceration.
Eet is visiting ‘our and ‘oo should come to see me but Muzzeurr.
Ah am not doing anything so ah agree to see ‘er.

‘allo Muzzeurr’, I whisper, ‘please do not embarrass me.
‘Zephyr’ she say, ‘ what is this I hear about a prison riot? You have been a very naughty boy and you know it’.
This is embarrassing – ah ‘ope no one ‘ear ‘er. Ah am le Bad Boy and Bad Boys do not get told off by le Muzzeurr.

‘It was not me Muzzeurr, ah ‘ave been wrongly incarcerated’
Of course, it was me all along, but ah am not so stupeed to admit that.

‘Who started it then Zephyr? You can tell me you know, I am your Mother’.

‘Ah can not tell anyone Muzzeurr, ah am sworn to top secret’ ah shout, and ah am looking around to see ‘oo ah can pin le blame on. Suddenly ah see ‘im –  ah whisper to ‘er…

‘All ah can say is that ‘e is a known associate of  le Lambidos, but that did not come from moi’.
Muzzeurr gasp, she spot ‘im too, ‘e is watching us and just between you and me, ‘e look suspicious.
‘Surely not Gollamb?’
eh eh eh she believe me.

‘I always thought you should never trust anyone with dreadlocks’ she say.

‘Crikey’ say L’Uncle, ‘it’s enough to moik your hair stand on end’.

This go even betteur than ah ‘ad ‘oped. eh eh eh