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ok.......

 

breakfast, lunch and dinner.

supper is an evening snack.

downstairs and upstairs toilet

I say scone (phone) he says scone (gone) Hes is scottish and thinks im posh :oops:

 

I say sofa, he says couch!

 

Whats all this 'going for the messages'????? the Scots will know what I mean!

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We've kind of drifted completely off topic haven't we? :lol:

 

The scone debate is a constant source of tension in our house, i say skon, OH says scone as in phone. He thinks i sound posh whereas i think he sounds like he's trying to be Hyacinth Bucket :lol::lol:

 

Toilet or loo, not bothered

Used to be knickers, now pants

Usually bum, though i am aware that it sounds a bit common :wink:

 

A new one for you, OH calls alleys, ginnels :eh:

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I call them ginnels with the "g" pronounced as in "gun" (Mancunian)

 

My children who are from Sheffield call then "gennels" with the "g" pronounced as a "J"

 

Him Indoors calls them snickets.

 

Thats odd my sil calls them ginnels hard G and shes Sheffield way. Wonder if one of her parents is from somewhere else

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OH has just informed me that he learnt Ginnels from Lancashire, we used to live in Morecambe.

 

He's now lookinmg in the dictionary, as apparently a ginnel is a specific type of alley....i'm bored already!

 

Okay, its definately a hard G and not a specific type of alley at all. Once he gets a dictionary in his hand, he's an absolute nightmare :lol:

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ok.......

 

breakfast, lunch and dinner.

supper is an evening snack.

downstairs and upstairs toilet

I say scone (phone) he says scone (gone) Hes is scottish and thinks im posh :oops:

 

I say sofa, he says couch!

 

Whats all this 'going for the messages'????? the Scots will know what I mean!

 

Hi

 

We have scones to rhyme with gone. As for messages - I trained in Edinburgh and lived there for 6 years - and I never really got over 'going for my messages'.

 

Here in Norfolk we have some lovely dialect words and phrases - the use of 'do' being really intriguing, as in;

He told me not to do it do I should get wrong

don't you overwind the clock do that'll break.

 

'Sit you down' is a common phrase and there can't be anyone in Norfolk who doesn't know the old story of the nurse during the 1914 - 1918 war who thought a badly injured soldier came from near her village. The rules at the time didn't allow the nurses to talk to the patients, but she leaned over and whispered 'Ha yar far gorra dicky bor?' He answered straight away 'Ya, an 'e want a fule ter roide 'im'.

You are supposed to be able to tell a Norfolk man or woman anywhere if they know the answer to that question. It means - has your father got a donkey? and the answer is 'yes and he wants a fool to ride him'.

Bor is the Norfolk equivalent of 'mate'.

 

All wonderful stuff!

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Okay, its definately a hard G and not a specific type of alley at all. Once he gets a dictionary in his hand, he's an absolute nightmare :lol:

I've got an OH just like that! The original party pooper mine is!

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I think I must be getting old...

 

I just picked up the Radio Times (no thats not the reason) to check the line up for the Diana Memorial concert and decided that I wouldn't bother recording it. The older bands I didn't like back then and the newer ones I have heard of but don't know what they sound like.

 

PS as a Devonshire lass I have Scones (as in ice cream cone) with my clotted cream (yes, I do mean it that way around) when I have afternoon tea, or lunch, when I visit my family. Otherwise my breakie is in a bowl, lunch is in a plastic box, my dinner on a plate at the dining table. Weekend brunch can be outside, in the conservatory, in the dining room or on the sofa in the living room watching Soccer Saturday depending on the season.

 

I wear pants inside my trousers; my husband wears kaks (how do you spell that?) on the inside of his pants.

 

I regularly visit our downstairs loo, but he calls it the khazi. The one upstairs is the bathroom. When visiting family members with a lack of domestic goddess-ness the facilities are referred to as bogs.

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BUT apart from Fee does anyone else know what I mean when I say I am off for my 'piece' :?

 

 

Here in the Black Country we'd be eating a sandwich :!:

 

Don't know what you'de be doing Louise :?::wink:

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BUT apart from Fee does anyone else know what I mean when I say I am off for my 'piece'

 

It was sort of baby talk, like choo choo (train)

 

'piece'

 

I thought it was what a Scottish workman took in his tupperware box for his dinner (sorry - midday meal, whatever you call it). I used to, and still do, call it 'pack-up' - not sure where that came from tho!

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