Bags for trousers (Birmingham variety and not our esteemed Tory and Bill Murray fan)
Also kecks for trousers.
it’s not a word I use anymore and i don’t know if the youngsters ever refer to giving someone a “backie” on their bike.
we used to play “knock down ginger” when you knock on someone’s door and run away. I know a chap from Newcastle who called the game Knocky Nine Doors. Others, more sedately, called it Knock & Run. Twats.
And after the big lads had given you a ‘backie’ on a bike, I bet you wondered why they couldn’t have done it on a bed, a couch or even the floor.
Used to use Naff quite a bit until I watched a programme about Polari and realised what it stood for
Knackers
Gobble
I used to work in the bowling green at Mayfield Park. Some of the old people still used “lover” as alright my lover. Late 90s and I was a little uncomfortable with it.
I remember some things were “minty” and I think that was that they were rank. Dubbie (or something like it) was 2 people on a bike.
Scarper as in leg it when playing knock down ginger.
As far as the other half if concerned the word ‘yes’ doesn’t seem to be in her vocabulary any more. She has replaced it with a sort of withering look.
like this
Intiniki,
Lover is still alive and well on the forest side of Southampton as in
“Alright my Lover”
=
" allright then mush"
Codswallop.
Just used it in a message on TSW … and suddenly thought WTF does that actually mean … when did I last use that word? Then came scuttling over here to post this!!
Whilst thinking about Koeman, the phrase Lying Little Toe Rag leapt to the fore, and once again my 1st reaction was … WTF does that actually mean?
Very much alive in Bath / Somerset.
Ah “the forest side of Southampton”
I spent my teenage years in lovely Lymington and went to school with lots of forest types. One of my favourites was… Where’d eee get they to? = Where on earth did you get those my dear chap?
Koeman
Nah, we have some fine examples of loyalty at this club. MLT being the obvious choice. SKD. Frannie and the Leibherrs who have shows astonishing loyalty to Marcus’ vision. Given all that transpired they had every reason to wash their hands of us.
And nobody can me more loyal than us after all the shit we have had to deal with over the past 40 odd years.
Loyalty is alive and well, and its far healthier now the FGC has gone
My Missus told me that something was ‘bust’ the other day. I was appalled by both the use of an outdated phrase, and the grammar, as I think if it is broken, then it surely must be bust’ed’.
Also, it didn’t take much to clip the seal back on the bottom of the shower door.
Perhaps your missus really fucking hates the band Busted, and feels that saying the word, even in a correct form, is free advertising for the hated pop-cum-rockers.
Perhaps she thinks you have a secret Busted problem and is trying to keep you from falling off the wagon. They’re a known gateway band to Five Seconds of Summer. That shit will really fuck you up.
lush, as in “that’s lush that is” i.e. that’s really nice