On a train, a conversation is overheard:
GeordieYouth#1: D’ y’ ever listen t’ Radio 1?
GeordieYouth#2: Aye, now an’ again, like. Why?
GeordieYouth#1: Right, they’ve got this nurse comes on, gives people advice – stuff t’ do wi’ re-la-tion-ships. Why she was gannin’ on last night about summat that just sounded right weird – reckonin’ that if peoples’ – lasses – are ganna be, y’ knaa - (more discreetly) gannin’ doon an’ that, they should be wearin’ a (confused) gum shield!
GeordieYouth#2: (thinks) Sounds a bit mad, that like.
GeordieYouth#1: Aye, I knaa.
(a quiet contemplative moment passes)
GeordieYouth#2: Are y’ sure it was a gum shield?
GeordieYouth#1: Aye, I think so.
GeordieYouth#2: I’ve heard of a den-tal dam –
GeordieYouth#1: Aye! That’s it!
GeordieYouth#2: (sighs) That’s nowt like a gum shield, y’ daft twat.
GeordieYouth#1: So what is it then?
GeordieYouth#2: Ask your lass, man! Y’ makin’ ’s feel queer, here.
GeordieYouth#1: Ah, aye.
Further down the carriage, a woman passenger fails to suppress a snigger.