Please help me out here, Andy, bearing in mind that you have unearthed what was a major bone of contention between me and my ex-wife.
Let me set the scene. I am a Janner - born in Plymouth but travelled around with my Navy family from the age of 8 until coming back to Plymouth when I was 12. My ex-wife is a Janner and has spent all her life in Plymouth. When we were first going out she asked me one night to go and get some fish and chips from 'Prellies'. I hadn't a clue what she was talking about. 'Prellies!' she repeated, 'In Cornwall Street.' It dawned. 'Oh, you mean Perillas,' I said.
'No, Prellies!'
'But the name of the chippy is "Perillas" - it's written above the door.'
'Yes, Prellies!'
I'm afraid I couldn't let this one go. 'It's spelt P-E-R-I-double L-A-S, and pronounced "Per-ill-as". Why would you call it 'Prellies'?'
'Because everyone calls it 'Prellies'!' and she looked at me as if I was mad.
We had far too many of these 'discussions' over the years and that probably accounts for her being my ex-wife, but it all started with 'Prellies'. Am I the only Janner to call the place 'Perillas'?