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We lived in 'ole in ground. Father used to murder us twice a day. We ate coal for lunch. Eee, it was grand in those days.
We used to get murdered four times a day by our little old nan but worse than that she would make us have tea and a chat with noseall.

Does that make sense? :mrgreen:

Something to do with a homicidal ethnic unleavened bread of small size ensuring you do not speak or take tea with seals. Am I right?
Poor Nosey. Stop it now!
Good craic marra. Dunner worry aboot me. Ive got broad shoulders.

Can someone translate? Must be an immigrant trying to claim forum benefits.
 
Good craic marra. Dunner worry aboot me. Ive got broad shoulders.

Can someone translate? Must be an immigrant trying to claim forum benefits.
Sounds a bit like a Geordie to me. But Nosey's from Staffordshire. Perhaps he emigrated from the North-East.

My first wife's father was a Geordie, although I could usually get the gist of what he was talking about. Apparently, his parents on the other hand, were impossible to understand unless, of course, you were a fellow Geordie.
 
I once witnessed an argument between a (broad) Geordie copper and a (broader) Cornish lorry driver. -

Neither of them seemed capable of compromising to the Queen's English - hilarious.
 
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