Saturday 14 January 2012

The weird

What's an oggie?
I was under the impression that it was some sort of Welsh pasty type thing, but not covered by the EU protected status legislation.
Joseph seems to want one, whatever they are. He wanders round and round saying "Oggie, oggie, oggie." Andy can only think of one response to this - "Oi, oi, oi." I think I've missed the cultural significance of that one, but I have a funny feeling it might relate to Christmas pantomimes. Oh well, we're talking about the inner workings of the mind of a one year old boy. This is someone who finds it the height of delight to be picked up by the ankles and swung like the pendulum of a clock. He also likes being picked up and tossed high in the air in the kind of motion that would leave me quite nauseous very quickly. Perhaps he'll be a daredevil one day.
Children, it seems, are all a bit weird. A friend of mine has just put a post on facebook about removing a coco pop from her daughters nostril and I know my niece decided not to bother with a piggy bank at one point and simply ate the change. This resulted in a trip to A&E where they were told all was well, but to make sure they had to check the childs poop every day to make sure the coin was passed. It's times like that when you must wish you'd taken up that treasure hunting hobby after all and bought a metal detector.
Joseph is, at the moment, clear of A&E visits, but given all the squashed digits we've had recently it may not be long. He's walking well and picking up speed but he does not have any concept of what is near his feet and what is in front of him on the ground, trip hazards are an alien idea to him.
I'd like to know what goes on in his little head when he plays with his toys. Stacking stuff is fun, but smashing it down is better. Everything has to be stacked, whether it's designed for it or not, but if Mummy stacks up all the plastic cups into a tower then they can't be left up like that for more than a second.
Now he's moved on linguistically. "Oggie, oggie, oggie." has been added to and changed into "N'gor, n'gor, n'gor." Perhaps he's trying to tell us he wants to go to Africa on holiday.
Andy is now trying to amuse the boy by playing 90's dance tracks on his phone. Joseph is not dancing, but he did do a reasonable impression of Robby the Robot when we were playing with his singing teddy. It looked like either dancing or some form of medieval malady that needed quick attendance by a priest for a cure!
No, not even Pink Floyd is having an effect now. As I've said before, if you want to get Joseph moving to the music you need good nursery rhymes or Motorhead. He loves "The Ace of Spades".

4 comments:

  1. Look on Wikipedia for the background on Oggie, Oggie, Oggie:
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oggy_Oggy_Oggy

    It even has a facebook page:)
    http://www.facebook.com/pages/Oggie-Oggie-Oggie/116067751736819

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  2. Apparently the oggy x3 oi x3 chant comes from Devonport in Cornwall. The pasty sellers would call the Oggy part when lunch time was due, and the tin miners would reply with the Oi part.Then it got into the forces when the Devonport gun battery team were competing in the military tattoos. And a short step further to Rugby games and occasionally football. Apparently 'Aussie x3 Oi x3' also exists. They'll pinch anything!

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  3. An oggie is a Cornish pasty from the Cornish 'hoggan' (Wikipedia!) The Oggie oggie oggie cry comes from Devonport. Apparently pasty cooks would call it out around lunchtime, and the tin miners would reply 'Oi oi oi' The Devonport gunnery team used it as a team shout when doing gun carriage competitions at military tattoos, and then it got borrowed by Rugby teams etc. And so a legend is born! So Joseph is a Cornish tin miner is he???

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  4. Wow! I actually got a comment in! I have tried before but it's never worked. That's why there are 2 versions of mine. Yay! Made my day.

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