Originally 'Diddely Way', a street in Llanfairfechan, North Wales, the name was adopted as a
war cry by an ancient Essex tribe, namely the 'Myland Massif' circa AD
2004. It should ideally be shouted, whilst under the influence of
alcohol at passers-by, inanimate objects and each other. It roughly translates into English as 'I am the bearer of the fork, but not the broth'. May also be said 'diddely-wayooo' depending on the time of day.
"Let us galavant freely in this field, whilst consuming
cheap cider and the
budget alternative to WKD"
"To that, good sir, I say diddely-wayyyyo"