The Lizards?Ar, don't be like that. Sons of the soil, you and me.
Not like them.

No, worse than that. I'm sort of one of you really anyway because I work with a Scotch plus I am one eighth Irish (Scotch<>Irish) plus my sister is married to one (an Irish).The Lizards?![]()

Oh, OK. You're in.No, worse than that. I'm sort of one of you really anyway because I work with a Scotch plus I am one eighth Irish (Scotch<>Irish) plus my sister is married to one (an Irish).
So we're practically brothers.
Oh, OK. You're in.
Can you say: "It's a braw bricht moonlicht nicht the nicht"?
Better - my dad had a senior officer in the navy who used to say this to him specifically, all the time, for reasons that shall go unstated.Oh, OK. You're in.
Can you say: "It's a braw bricht moonlicht nicht the nicht"?

Yeh, but it'll be in a shite st helens accent, which will kind of ruin the effect

(no, not that one - mine, above it.)Yeh, but it'll be in a shite st helens accent, which will kind of ruin the effect
Those navy types. We know. They think we don't, but we do.Better - my dad had a senior officer in the navy who used to say this to him specifically, all the time, for reasons that shall go unstated.
See? Told you.
I can pernounce it perfect, I have had plenty of practice.
ccchhhhhh.
Try it.

Bloody cockernees.just sounds scouse to me, la![]()
Er, ^(no, not that one - mine, above it.)

OK, your wee Saltire is in the post.I can pernounce it perfect, I have had plenty of practice.![]()
Bloody cockernees.
Yeh, but it'll be in a shite st helens accent, which will kind of ruin the effect
I was just pointing out that I probably can pernounce it because my dad had a se... oh, I'm not going through all that again, you don't even listen.eh?
stop blithering man
i know where you live, remember?


Anyway, I have to go to Bridge St. and post a stupid CD. D'you want owt bringing back?![]()
Dinner, a meal in the middle of the day? I might accept the term if the meal is hot and you sit at a table to eat it, but I think that it's generally the term for the evening meal.

Yes, I think someone's cruising for a bruising. That kind of talk is enuff to put us off me dinner.

This thread is like a British language lesson - bait, piece and snap are all completely new to me in these contexts. It's just lunch.
I tend not to eat lunch, anyway (or breakfast, except a piece of fruit if I remember). Can't eat sandwiches, pasties etc, and have no fridge for salads, so that leaves me with a bag of crisps if I'm lucky.