five o'clock
Nah , aw 'll gie yo a sample o ' what aw call technical eddication . My gronfayther wor booath deeaf an ' dumb an ' laim , aw can just recollect him , tho he deed when aw wor a lad ; he wor born deeaf an ' dumb but he wornt born laim , that happened after he gate to be a man . Well , he niver went to th ' schooil , but yet he wor one o ' th ' mooast genius chaps ` at iver yo met i ' yor life ; he 'd a way ov his own o ' dooin iverything . Aw 've heeard mi fayther tell ` at when he wor a lad , ther wor a family o ' five on 'em , an ' they all worked at th ' factory , an ' as lads will , they sometimes stopt aat soa lat ov a neet ` at they fan it varry hard wark to get up next mornin ; an ' they had to be up at five o'clock ` coss they 'd a long way to walk . Nah , mi gronfayther could nawther get up nor call aat , but ha do yo think he managed to get ' 'em aat o ' bed ? He used to allus keep abaat a barro looad o ' brokken bricks at his bedside , an ' th ' lads used to know as sooin as they felt 'em flyin abaat ther heeads ` at it wor time to be stirrin : one used to be enuff in a general way , but th ' second wor sure to do it , even if he wor a hard sleeper , an ' if th ' third did n't wakken him , yo could book him for a tombstooan ony minit . Nah that 's what aw call technical eddication . ''