Dialect/slang

Pashy · Post by **Pashy** » Fri 15 Feb, 2008 9:06 am

Fit as a lop = very fitFit as a butcher's dog = sameWhat's a lop ?

Si · Post by Si » Fri 15 Feb, 2008 9:10 am

Thin as a lathe (pronounced "latt.")

Bramley4woods · Post by **Bramley4woods** » Fri 15 Feb, 2008 9:53 am

Pashy wrote: Fit as a lop = very fitFit as a butcher's dog = sameWhat's a lop ? A bedbug / human flea which could jump many times it's own length. Hence "The Lido" cinema in Bramley = "Loppy De- Luxe"

arry_awk · Post by **arry_awk** » Sat 16 Feb, 2008 4:16 pm

Don't ferget the good old Burley Bug Hutch!You were 'itching to get in' and Scratching tocome out'!

carrotol · Post by **carrotol** » Sat 16 Feb, 2008 8:59 pm

Is 'go play round yer own end' local or national?

Trojan · Post by **Trojan** » Sat 16 Feb, 2008 10:13 pm

carrotol wrote: Is 'go play round yer own end' local or national? We certainly called the entry between our block of terraces and the next the erm end. "I'm just going up the end" we shared an outside toilet and you had to walk up the street, up the entry (end) and across the yard!

Trojan · Post by **Trojan** » Sat 16 Feb, 2008 11:55 pm

The Little Piecener.T'buzzer's blowin', Willie lad,T'lights er blazin' down below,Come on! Best get ready lad,It's almost time to goT' kettle's boiled, n yer cocoa's brewed, Yer'll find a bun on t'cellar 'ead,T'daylights brekkin' ower t'ill,Come on lad,It's time for t' mill.Na sither owd Wilson's shut 's gate,'Enry Cartwright's crossin' t'fowdCome on lad, best not be late,Tho' t'mornin's black n cowdT'buzzer's blowin' Willie ladT'lights er blazin' down belowCome on! Best get ready ladIt's almost time to go.

arry_awk · Post by **arry_awk** » Sun 17 Feb, 2008 1:04 pm

Brilliant, Troj'. and very reminiscent of the oldmill scene! Tha' wun't be very popula' if tha' gotthissen locked out an' sumbody else had your job to do as well! Brought back a funny memory of workingin the Riverdale Curtain factory down Pollard Lanein the early '70's. We had a foreman 'Percher'(don't ask) there called 'Mr. Parrott'!!! Jolly nicechap from my recollectionArry

Trojan · Post by **Trojan** » Sat 01 Mar, 2008 1:12 am

When I were a lad, we had a 78 record called "Leeds owd church" some of the lines in it are in the poem below - I may one of the oldest posters on here, but you never know someone else may have heard the same song:When I were at home wi' my fayther an' mother, I niver had na fun; They kept me goin' frae morn to neet, so I thowt frae them I'd run. Leeds Fair were coomin' on, an' I thowt I'd have a spree, So I put on my Sunday cooat an' went right merrily. First thing I saw were t' factory, I niver seed one afore; There were threads an' tapes, an' tapes an' silks, to sell by monny a score. Owd Ned turn'd iv'ry wheel, an' iv'ry wheel a strap; "Begor!" says I to t' maister-man, "Owd Ned's a rare strong chap." Next I went to Leeds Owd Church-- I were niver i' one i' my days, An' I were maistly ashamed o' misel, for I didn't knaw their ways; There were thirty or forty folk, i' tubs an' boxes sat, When up cooms a saucy owd fellow. Says he, "Noo, lad, tak off thy hat." Then in there cooms a great Lord Mayor, an' over his shooders a club, An' he gat into a white sack-poke,(1) an gat into t' topmost tub. An' then there cooms anither chap, I thinks they call'd him Ned, An' he gat into t' bottommost tub, an' mock'd all t' other chap said. So they began to preach an' pray, they prayed for George, oor King; When up jumps t' chap i' t' bottommost tub. Says he, "Good folks, let's sing." I thowt some sang varra weel, while others did grunt an' groan, Ivery man sang what he wad, so I sang " Darby an' Joan."(2) When preachin' an' prayin' were over, an' folks were gangin' away, I went to t' chap i' t' topmost tub. Says I, "Lad, what's to pay?" "Why, nowt," says he, "my lad." Begor! I were right fain, So I click'd hod(3) o' my gret club stick an' went whistlin' oot again. 1. Corn-sack 2. Another reading is "Bobbing Joan." 3. Took hold

arry_awk · Post by **arry_awk** » Sun 02 Mar, 2008 1:06 pm

Ey-up Trojan!Naw, Ah've noan eered on it beforeAnother great bit of old Yorkshire.Thanks! Doesn't sound a lot likeLeeds dialect but probably Leeds in the early 20th centurydo you think?Sounds more like North Yorkshire,Harrogate,York etc. Wonder if the poet was referring to Leeds ParishChurch? It's in the Diocese of Ripon. Somebody will have the answer!Are you claiming to be the oldest SL poster then? If so,thash'll efta beat 20/01/30! (Me Ma's 'farrowin' down' date in St.Mary's!) Ah-ll Sithee later!Arry