Aye, TD. It 'ent Lambers though.
Went posh for t'evening. How's tha?
(BelladonnaAnodyne Melissa's gonna wet herself, I swear..., Tue 25 Jan 2011, 18:56, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

As happy as a retard with a flag
After eight years I still struggle with Brat-fut dialect sometimes.

Marra is Cumberland and I've kept it in my repertoire.
( The Disappointed Caravanner of the year, Tue 25 Jan 2011, 19:00, Reply)

See my above post.
If you can tell me what all the words mean you can stay.

If not, I'll be round at yours with a pitchfork in 20.
(BelladonnaAnodyne Melissa's gonna wet herself, I swear..., Tue 25 Jan 2011, 19:02, Reply)

How will you get past the border guards?
You know that your sort can't get to this side of Canal Road without a passport.

I know most of them but when you've got a huge ratarsed Brat-fut geezer bellowing stuff like that at you, interwoven with "send 'em back to where they came from" sentiments, it's a bit hard to follow.
( The Disappointed Caravanner of the year, Tue 25 Jan 2011, 19:10, Reply)

I understand.
I am quite used to the people of which you speak.
(BelladonnaAnodyne Melissa's gonna wet herself, I swear..., Tue 25 Jan 2011, 19:16, Reply)

They occasionally make a beserker-style raid
On The Symposium (Idle Village) where I drink fine wine with my genteel middle class chums.

Usually when they've "accidentally" set The Alexander on fire. Again.
( The Disappointed Caravanner of the year, Tue 25 Jan 2011, 19:27, Reply)

I must say, I'm glad I live in a nice* area.
(qualification: nicer than most places in Bradford)
(BelladonnaAnodyne Melissa's gonna wet herself, I swear..., Tue 25 Jan 2011, 19:31, Reply)

It's not bad up here
But I can gaze out of my window at the executive penthouses of Thorpe Edge.
( The Disappointed Caravanner of the year, Tue 25 Jan 2011, 19:39, Reply)