Well I'll go to the foot of our stairs

‘Wait ’till your father gets home’

‘There are plenty of starving children in Biafra who’d love that’

‘You’ll have someone’s eye out with that stick’

‘Don’t sit on the cold concrete, you’ll get piles’

‘Eat the crusts, it’ll help hair curl’

‘It’s not meant to taste nice, that’s why it’s good for you’

Sorry Hugh, but you got two of those wrong (well, certainly for a potteries lad).

‘There are plenty of starving children in China who’d love that”

‘Don’t sit on the cold concrete, you’ll get chimkof’

Adding a potteries one:-

It looks nasty over Bill’s mothers.   —   Trans. The sky over there is very dark, it is going to rain shortly.

Les.

Nottinghamshire:

“Where’s me mam?” – “Up shires, a’ back a’ Josses, where thee kill dead ‘osses!” (A reply to someone which means nothing, except maybe that the asker already knows the location of his/her mother)

“Gi’ ‘ova wi’ that else ah’ll belt ya one!” (Stop doing that, or I will strike you!)

“Eyup mi duck, are yer orlrate?” (Hello my friend, are you well?)

“Fetch me an errand me duck. Ah’ll gi’ yer threpence.” (Go to get me some shopping and I will give you three pence)

The difference between “mi duck” and “my duck” is subtle: ‘mi duck’ is a friend, ‘my duck’ usually a family member.

I love Britain and its dialects, there is nowhere in the world like it. The distance between Notts and North Staffs is around 85 miles and Derbyshire lies between them, but the dialects are very different.

Who killed the bear?

Something that used to cause anger in men from the Forest of Dean as it cast aspersions on their manhood.

Have to revise one of the Potteries sayings, before Les jumps in. (ayup Les, ‘ow ‘at?)

“‘cos kick a bo’ agen a wo’, yed eet back an’ bost eet?”

Can you kick a ball against a wall, head it back and burst it?