A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Hobbo: A word please Dauphy!
Dauphy: (looking sheepish) Yes pal?
Hobbo: Have you been mucking about on the blog?
Dauphy: Erm, why do you ask?
Hobbo: Because someone has put star ratings on our posts, that’s why!
Hobbo: So you have?
Dauphy: Well I thought it was worth a try. This way people can still comment on our posts, and they can still like them (if they want), but they can also rate them so we can see what sort of stuff people like, and what they don’t like.
Hobbo: I suppose that makes sense, but how much is this going to cost us?
Dauphy: Well it won’t cost me anything!
Hobbo: Me then! How much have you stung me for?
Hobbo: Are you sure?
Dauphy: Well no, not really, but there was rien that said you would need to pay more!
Hobbo: And I suppose it was you who has rated all of today’s blogs as excellent!
Dauphy: Well, I thought I might as well get us off to a good start.
Hobbo: You’re a Larrikin Dauphy. A veritable Larrikin!
Larrikin; Australian word for someone who disregards rules, a maverick.