And wish you a Happy 2011 too!

Conversation between Mamma and brat in the pitch dark bedroom.

Brat: Mamma, it will be newyear tomorrow?

Mamma, being dragged through the Stgyx by the horses of Hades and therefore not concentrating too well on the questions being asked of her. "Yes, son, tomorrow will be the New Year."

Brat: Den wat will happen to the oleyear?

Mamma: 2010 will get over and 2011 will begin. It will be a new year, we will put up a new calendar.

Brat: An in Oktuber I will hab a new budday?

Mamma: Err, yes.

Brat: An den in the New Year, I can get new Beyblades.

Mamma: No. No More Beyblades.
Said in tones that made the snoring pappa stop snoring momentarily and open one eye to survey the discussion underway.

Brat: Den wot is the point of having a newyear.