Moderator: Edi
You've never heard old-timer mountaineers talking. It's a documented fact that up until the 1960's Elizabethian English was still being used in Appalachia.JediNeophyte wrote:You Brits have some crazy words.
Well, you might, and admittedly, 90% of people I know might, but in Cramlington, some very northern families (with mum from Scotland and dad from Barnsley), are quite happy calling dinner and lunch by those names.Rye wrote:I forgot the obvious ones!
Us up in the cold north call "dinner" "tea" and "lunch" "dinner".
And there's the infamous "butty"
Actually i recall being taught by Room 101 that there's a family in the nobility called "featherstone-haugh" but it's pronounced "fanshaw".The_Lumberjack wrote:Well, you might, and admittedly, 90% of people I know might, but in Cramlington, some very northern families (with mum from Scotland and dad from Barnsley), are quite happy calling dinner and lunch by those names.Rye wrote:I forgot the obvious ones!
Us up in the cold north call "dinner" "tea" and "lunch" "dinner".
And there's the infamous "butty"
But I too am always partial to a good butty.
Oh, and Hemlock, I didnt know there was a pronunciation difference, LAN-CAST-ER has been how I pronounced the town, university and nobility names, but feel free to chalk me up to being obscure.
If a film was "pants" it was crap. But i always spell it "pance" in the subtitles in my mind, also, down south, "pants" seem to refer to underwear, up north, pants seems to refer to trousers, which i call pants.Andrew J. wrote:In Britain, "pants" is an adjective that means "bad" in general and "ugly" in particular. That's why they call them "trousers."
???Give over pissing the garage Tony!(stop doing that)
It's strange, but the fact is, Geordies are just invulnerable to cold. See the skimpy things the girls wear during the cold winter nights out in town, and how the men refuse to wear any more layers than shirts...Crazy_Vasey wrote:What's funny is a Geordie street preacher. I just cannot take the bloke seriously at all. Especially when he wears that vest that shows his copious chest hair off.
Nope, that's one stereotype that I'm happy to shatter, I went from Lancaster to Leeds and back wearing nothing but a t-shirt and jeans on two seperate occasions. On one of these, the train broke down on the way home, and I was standing waiting for a bus for 2 hours in the rain, and let me tell you, I was bloody frozen. And on the other, I arrived back in Lancaster for the heaviest rainstorm imaginable, after a hellish night involving casualty, copius amounts of coffee and rum, and about 10 minutes sleep. I was walking back from the station with rain bouncing off the floor around me, trying to shield myself with a towel and carrying a large suitcase with my kilt and travel gear in it (had been to a prom event). I have never been as cold in my life, the only reason people in Newcastle can do that is by large amounts of alcohol fuelling the geordie macho image.Rye wrote:It's strange, but the fact is, Geordies are just invulnerable to cold. See the skimpy things the girls wear during the cold winter nights out in town, and how the men refuse to wear any more layers than shirts...Crazy_Vasey wrote:What's funny is a Geordie street preacher. I just cannot take the bloke seriously at all. Especially when he wears that vest that shows his copious chest hair off.
I almost forgot all the scallie-isms.InnerBrat wrote:It's a townie girl thing. If you're going to go out on the town Oop Norf wearing nothing but white strappy shoes, a miniskirt and no tights or bra, there's no guarantee a bloke will lend you his hoodie, so you develop an immunity to the cold.
