There you are... a nice bit of Leicestershire dialect, written how it should be... no slang in the pure sense of the word (or "wod" as we would pronounce it!)
translated, it reads: he wouldn't give me a ride on the cross bar of his bike... he became upset and angry, and he ran into the alleyway....I'm not saying that he was crying, but when I offered him an ice-cream, he went straight to his mother and now he doesn't come out whatever you say to him...