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Post by 4foxhake on Nov 16, 2014 18:13:05 GMT 1
Get some coil from coil oil,
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Post by 4foxhake on Nov 16, 2014 18:15:15 GMT 1
Get some fish and chip wi bits on from fish oil.
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Post by 4foxhake on Nov 16, 2014 18:18:12 GMT 1
Out titing.....out for the night with a bird.
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Post by philincalifornia on Nov 16, 2014 18:38:52 GMT 1
...... or art fo t'neet wi a fit bewer ?
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 19:10:19 GMT 1
Twerk, an arse dance everywhere else, but where we go each day at 8.30 ish
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Post by davidpgowinghtafc on Nov 17, 2014 7:08:15 GMT 1
Laike (never knew how to spell it)- play Chumping - gathering of firewood for bonfire night Great fun, particularly when you nicked it from another bonfire. My friends always had a bonfire at the rec near the south end of Eldon Road, one night the gang from Lumb's Field came and nicked a lot of our stuff. We were heavily outnumbered and could only stand and watch. Then we wised up and nicked a lot, including an old couch one night and an old armchair the next night, from a bonfire near Glebe Street. We hid them down Lawrence Road and the parents who came looking for it never found it as we had covered them with branches. Bringing parents in was a definite no, no and they were despised by all and sundry after that. When we wanted to take it to our bonfire it was a heck of a job as they were both heavy pieces and had been hidden at the bottom of a steep slope. It turned out that they both burned down the to the wire in about two minutes so it was hardly worth the effort. It was all great fun nontheless. This must have been about 1953.
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Post by davidpgowinghtafc on Nov 17, 2014 7:13:55 GMT 1
Britches= trousers. allus= always.capped= surprised.coil oil= coal shed..flummox= confuse.lig =laze.maungy= peevish.peff=cough.parky= cold. Kegs = Trousers In my day it was 'kecks'.
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Post by davidpgowinghtafc on Nov 17, 2014 7:15:40 GMT 1
We switched when 3 goals were scored or if you shot wide of the goal.
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Post by davidpgowinghtafc on Nov 17, 2014 7:22:09 GMT 1
there were a game played on Mischief Night where you stuffed newspaper up a cast iron drain pipe and set it alight, the noise drew the house resident out in a livid ill temper! The noise was, I seem to recall, a roaring jet engine like sound; was it called bull roaring or summat like that? We used to swap gates on the same street. We'd take the gate from No.21 and put it across the road on No.22 which in turn would be put where No.19 should be and so on. Trouble was unless bonfire night was at the wekend we could never see the chaos being sorted out next day.
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Post by davidpgowinghtafc on Nov 17, 2014 8:07:31 GMT 1
Random sayings from my youth:
'Now you're ossin' - now you're trying hard. 'Brussen' - meant lucky in a fluky way, like scoring a goal with a misskick. 'A good screw' in my day meant a good wage or salary. 'Leet geen' = light given - meaning the person was daft. 'Lazy wind' was a bitterly cold wind that did not go around you but went right through you leaving you freezing cold. 'Daft as a brush' or 'as thick as two short planks' meant the same thing someone who was a dimwit or in pre PC days a bit of a moron.
In the old days cars used to have semaphore signals for left left/right turns. They were known as 'wanking spanners'. They would often get stuck and both would be sticking out so you had no clue as to which way the driver was going to turn.
I'm 75 so if I am not strictly PC then frankly I don't give a monkey's!
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Post by davidpgowinghtafc on Nov 17, 2014 8:10:29 GMT 1
I've read through all the posts on this thread and I found it to be one of the most interesting threads for a long time. I agree with an earlier poster, if it were moved to ff topic I doubt it would have garnered may replies.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2014 9:19:48 GMT 1
Is cakehole local? Or lughole?
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Post by elindalo on Nov 17, 2014 11:48:00 GMT 1
My two penn'orth.
Chuz ow cat lopes = whichever way (choose how) the cat runs/jumps = wotevar, in modern Eastenders' parlance. It reminds me of the great Les Massie - "Loping Les".
Chats - can you still get these in t'chip oil? They used to be a great treat around June/July. I believe this to be a very local Huddersfield word for I haven't found any 'foreigner' who has heard of it. Imagine my surprise, therefore, when I came upon it in Australia where it is in common useage.
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Post by goodshot (FGS) on Nov 17, 2014 11:54:48 GMT 1
My two penn'orth. Chuz ow cat lopes = whichever way (choose how) the cat runs/jumps = wotevar, in modern Eastenders' parlance. It reminds me of the great Les Massie - "Loping Les". Chats - can you still get these in t'chip oil? They used to be a great treat around June/July. I believe this to be a very local Huddersfield word for I haven't found any 'foreigner' who has heard of it. Imagine my surprise, therefore, when I came upon it in Australia where it is in common useage. We used to get Collops - which are effectively fishcakes without any fish. I had a discussion with a southerner yesterday about names and I said I'd never call a child of mine Peter because where I come from Peter was another name for your willy.
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Post by Solid Snake on Nov 17, 2014 21:53:18 GMT 1
Backer's/Croggy's
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Post by otium (EPBS) on Nov 17, 2014 22:39:21 GMT 1
Grot mag...girlie magazine. Leathered ...drunk..or "got leathered" meant beaten. Mashed..drunk. "Having a black 'un"...straight out from work without a wash. Baggsies...wanting to be next. Wassops...Manchester for specs. Wanging..throwing. Clap cold...freezing food/tea Lardarse...a fatty. Kecking it...being frightened. A brahma...something good.
Also, tupperware parties and seances...and those women who came round selling cheap cosmetics. Oh, and brush salesmen!
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2014 22:50:04 GMT 1
A brahma...something good. Never heard that one before. I wonder where its origin is from? Is it spelt like that - i.e. the Hindu God?
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Post by otium (EPBS) on Nov 17, 2014 22:59:02 GMT 1
Hey, these kind of words were not written down. A Brahmin is the priestly class i believe.
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Post by otium (EPBS) on Nov 17, 2014 23:02:03 GMT 1
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Post by Stavros on Nov 17, 2014 23:04:44 GMT 1
Random sayings from my youth: 'Now you're ossin' - now you're trying hard. 'Brussen' - meant lucky in a fluky way, like scoring a goal with a misskick. 'A good screw' in my day meant a good wage or salary. 'Leet geen' = light given - meaning the person was daft. 'Lazy wind' was a bitterly cold wind that did not go around you but went right through you leaving you freezing cold. 'Daft as a brush' or 'as thick as two short planks' meant the same thing someone who was a dimwit or in pre PC days a bit of a moron. In the old days cars used to have semaphore signals for left left/right turns. They were known as 'wanking spanners'. They would often get stuck and both would be sticking out so you had no clue as to which way the driver was going to turn. I'm 75 so if I am not strictly PC then frankly I don't give a monkey's! Leet Geen is something my mum used to say, but not in the way you describe it. She called a man Leet Geen if he was a bit oversexed. The kind who would try it on with a mates wife, in front of his own. Anybody else heard it that way?
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Post by ibby69 on Nov 17, 2014 23:47:44 GMT 1
Use the phrase 'Bats for the other side' these PC days as opposed to 'shirt lifter' when referring to a chap with eyes for other boys.
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Post by conman on Nov 18, 2014 1:36:13 GMT 1
Use the phrase 'Bats for the other side' these PC days as opposed to 'shirt lifter' when referring to a chap with eyes for other boys. I'm not one bit homophobic, but every time I hear the term "sausage jockey" it still raises a titter..
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Post by philincalifornia on Nov 18, 2014 2:04:18 GMT 1
My two penn'orth. Chuz ow cat lopes = whichever way (choose how) the cat runs/jumps = wotevar, in modern Eastenders' parlance. It reminds me of the great Les Massie - "Loping Les". Chats - can you still get these in t'chip oil? They used to be a great treat around June/July. I believe this to be a very local Huddersfield word for I haven't found any 'foreigner' who has heard of it. Imagine my surprise, therefore, when I came upon it in Australia where it is in common useage. We got chats at Roberttown chip oil. I must have misheard though, as I've gone through life calling them chaps. I still make them, but by roasting them in olive oil.
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Post by philincalifornia on Nov 18, 2014 2:07:10 GMT 1
My two penn'orth. Chuz ow cat lopes = whichever way (choose how) the cat runs/jumps = wotevar, in modern Eastenders' parlance. It reminds me of the great Les Massie - "Loping Les". Chats - can you still get these in t'chip oil? They used to be a great treat around June/July. I believe this to be a very local Huddersfield word for I haven't found any 'foreigner' who has heard of it. Imagine my surprise, therefore, when I came upon it in Australia where it is in common useage. We used to get Collops - which are effectively fishcakes without any fish.I had a discussion with a southerner yesterday about names and I said I'd never call a child of mine Peter because where I come from Peter was another name for your willy. Scalloped potatoes is, I believe, the origin of that, and doesn't Yorkshire have proper fishcakes, yeah ? Not them mashed fish things, yuk.
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Post by philincalifornia on Nov 18, 2014 2:09:25 GMT 1
Use the phrase 'Bats for the other side' these PC days as opposed to 'shirt lifter' when referring to a chap with eyes for other boys. I'm not one bit homophobic, but every time I hear the term "sausage jockey" it still raises a titter.. Brown Hatter. I first heard that on Steptoe and Son (without knowing that Wilfred Bramble was one, which now makes it even funnier).
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Post by philincalifornia on Nov 18, 2014 2:12:43 GMT 1
Random sayings from my youth: 'Now you're ossin' - now you're trying hard. 'Brussen' - meant lucky in a fluky way, like scoring a goal with a misskick. 'A good screw' in my day meant a good wage or salary. 'Leet geen' = light given - meaning the person was daft. 'Lazy wind' was a bitterly cold wind that did not go around you but went right through you leaving you freezing cold. 'Daft as a brush' or 'as thick as two short planks' meant the same thing someone who was a dimwit or in pre PC days a bit of a moron. In the old days cars used to have semaphore signals for left left/right turns. They were known as 'wanking spanners'. They would often get stuck and both would be sticking out so you had no clue as to which way the driver was going to turn. I'm 75 so if I am not strictly PC then frankly I don't give a monkey's! Leet Geen is something my mum used to say, but not in the way you describe it. She called a man Leet Geen if he was a bit oversexed. The kind who would try it on with a mates wife, in front of his own. Anybody else heard it that way? Leet geen as a posser 'ead (pronounced eeh-ed). Light-going as a tool to stir clothes in a soapy wash tub, I believe meant not very good in the sack. American version - slinging a sausage down Broadway.
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Post by conman on Nov 18, 2014 2:19:10 GMT 1
I'm not one bit homophobic, but every time I hear the term "sausage jockey" it still raises a titter.. Brown Hatter. I first heard that on Steptoe and Son (without knowing that Wilfred Bramble was one, which now makes it even funnier). Don't think you'd ever hear anything like that broadcasted these days.. All these old programmes dragged up on UK gold, but still no "love the neighbour" or "mind your language". How times have changed, guess it was just the norm in those days..
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Post by Deleted on Nov 18, 2014 7:01:08 GMT 1
Laike (never knew how to spell it)- play Chumping - gathering of firewood for bonfire night Great fun, particularly when you nicked it from another bonfire. My friends always had a bonfire at the rec near the south end of Eldon Road, one night the gang from Lumb's Field came and nicked a lot of our stuff. We were heavily outnumbered and could only stand and watch. Then we wised up and nicked a lot, including an old couch one night and an old armchair the next night, from a bonfire near Glebe Street. We hid them down Lawrence Road and the parents who came looking for it never found it as we had covered them with branches. Bringing parents in was a definite no, no and they were despised by all and sundry after that. When we wanted to take it to our bonfire it was a heck of a job as they were both heavy pieces and had been hidden at the bottom of a steep slope. It turned out that they both burned down the to the wire in about two minutes so it was hardly worth the effort. It was all great fun nontheless. This must have been about 1953. Is this the reason you ended up in Canada? You were deported...
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Post by 3Pipe on Nov 18, 2014 8:52:08 GMT 1
Bringing parents in was a definite no, no and they were despised by all and sundry after that. Not surprised, chumping wars are strictly kids business only. My Dad didn't even get involved when I lost one of his best saws while chumping, still unhappy I lost that somehow. Probably rusty and rotten somewhere at the bottom of Hagg Wood still.
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Post by figo on Nov 18, 2014 12:23:32 GMT 1
"Leck" - our west yorkshire version of laik (which I always think of as S Yorks language)-- we used to call on our mates and ask if they were "leckin' football"
"Kick t'can and 'oppit" -- that was a great game
"Nackle" -- still use it now, the best phrase for mending / fixing / repairing stuff
Soggy -- our nick name for lads who were 'heavy' and crap at football -- from the short lived TV show that we all loved called Striker... anyone remember that?
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