I'be just taken a spell out of my finger. The haar has been awful lately good job I was wearing a gansey
We called it a spelk I remember I got one up my arse in p e and I had it in all day till my old man pulled it out when I got home from school it f ucking knacked.
When I was younger my dad made me a cracket for the matches at Roker Park - and a little seat thing to hang over stanchions What's them !!
I remember them on the railings back of the Fulwell end, bit like a cut down swing, with two loops to hook over the uprights.
Our Lass. My real lass , born in deepest darkest Kent , uses the term "netty" for toilet. Landlord of our local pub is from Hartlepool and he howls when she says it.
Used to call them snadgies.....would go into the field off Boldon Lane and eat the ****ers.....do that now and I would probably glow at night with all the pesticide....