Yes please Dad
Get me a pint of that scrumpy we had in the pub in Morpeth? The one with the 2 pint limit.
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Fri 23 Apr 2010, 15:30, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Will do, kid.
Pork scratchings? Or is it just the way you're standing?
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 23 Apr 2010, 15:32, Reply)

Sorry
I haven't changed my jeans since I spaffed myself silly at lunchtime.
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Fri 23 Apr 2010, 15:33, Reply)

Morpeth
always sounds to me like a town made up by Terry Pratchett
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Fri 23 Apr 2010, 15:32, Reply)

The reason behind the name
is fascinating. Sort of.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 23 Apr 2010, 15:33, Reply)

do tell
with excruciatingly exact detail please
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Fri 23 Apr 2010, 15:35, Reply)

In a nutshell
When it was a busy market town way way back in the day, the streets were very busy with horses and carts. Crossing a road was literally a life or death risk and became known as the murder path, hence the bastardisation to 'Morpeth'.

Allegedly.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 23 Apr 2010, 15:38, Reply)

that was indeed mildly interesting!

( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Fri 23 Apr 2010, 15:45, Reply)

Told ya!
You learn all sorts in the pub.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 23 Apr 2010, 15:47, Reply)