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The survey gave one the option to post ones own word. I posted siling for heavy rain.

We used riving (rhymes with driving but not sure of the spelling) for pulling.

Another word I remember from my childhood in Hull was 'sneck' for a gate latch. It may be used elsewhere but I've never heard it.
My mum used to say “stop riving about” to me and my brother when we were getting a bit boisterous
 
Sure I've posted this before and have the original paper booklet thing somewhere ...

http://www.greengates.karoo.net/hull/speak.html

Learn to speak 'ULL
A guide to pronunciation and usage.

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  • Ellur, arm from 'ull - Good morning, I am from Hull
  • Summatup? - Is there something troubling you?
  • Parnta marld - A glass of dark beer
  • Arfa Larga - A smaller glass of beer of continental origin
  • Sner Berl - An egg-based liquer from Holland
  • Canaborryit? - May I borrow it?
  • It's marnanall - I am claiming joing-ownership
  • Shurrup orral bray yer - I recommend that you stop talking immediately
  • Yer for-ever mernin' - You do complain a lot
  • Ayer gorra bruvva? - Have you got a male sibling?
  • Watsyer bruvva carled? What is his name?
  • Ner smurkin' - You are not allowed to smoke
  • Arm off erm now, tarrar - An indication of imminent departure


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  • Stop balling yered off! - Be quiet!
  • Mimmams gunner chowatmi - I shall be in severe trouble with my mother
  • She's rurin' ered off - She is very upset
  • Gassunder - Chamberpot
  • Urmanaway - Australian Soap Opera
  • Fern Curls - Telecommunications. See also Curdlessferns
  • 'Ull Delly Mell - Local newspaper
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  • Goangerided - Invitation to play a game of Hide and Seek
  • Plern block in tenfoot - Playing above game in an alleyway
  • E's a good doms larker - He plays dominoes well
  • Giz a croggie - Request for a ride on the crossbar of a bicycle
  • Bags foggy! - I would like to go first
  • Ullefsee - Rugby team
  • Bullyvard - Home ground of the above
  • Bluddy targers! - Hull City have lost again!
  • Urnly furls anurses - Popular TV series
  • Radiur Umbersard - Local radio station
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  • Turd-stool - A fungus. Not to be confused with the mushroom


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  • Gizza pennith 'gammy fruit - Could I please have some of those bruised apricots
  • Aypath of each - Fish and chips for half pence
  • Ar gorrit for narn narty narn - It cost me nearly ten pounds
  • I gorrit for nowt - I did not pay anything
  • It dunt tek farvs - This vending machine will not take my 5p coin
  • A penny all off - A short back and sides
  • Goin' on rerd - Goind shopping
  • Chantsav - as above
  • 'ezzle rerd - Local thoroughfare
  • Boyziz - Local chain store
  • 'ammonds - as above
  • British Erm Stairs - as above
  • Curlslur - Sliced cabbage
  • Kaylie - Sherbert
  • Spanish - Liquorice
  • Broken biccies - Damaged confectionary
  • Serp on a rerp - Cleansing bar on a string
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  • Me owsiz on fiyer darl narn narn narn - My house is ablaze. Please alert the emergency services.
  • Fiyer injin - Result of the above
  • Arv been brokken into - My house has been burgled
  • Gorra curled - I'm a bit stuffed-up today
  • Arfarted - Lack of commitment, or "I have broken wind"
  • Armalite - Type of rifle or "My trousers are on fire"
  • Av ad parls - I have been suffering from haemorrhoids
  • Arv bust me trowziz - My trousers appear to have broken
  • Osson flags - There is a horse on the pavement

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  • Worrawolly - I feel this person has made a food of himself
  • I'll bray yer eddin' - I may become agressive
  • E ad a right skate god - He was rather loud mouthed
  • I'll clip yer lug 'ole - Do be quiet
  • Shut yer cake 'ole - as above


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  • Snur on Frurm rurd - Winter in Longhill Estate
  • There's nur snur on the rurd - The road is clear of snow
  • I'm mafted - I'm rather hot
  • It's mafting - It's rather hot
  • It's siling down - It's raining
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  • Perp (the) - Head of the Catholic Church
  • Pearl Tax - The Community Charge
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  • Amgunna - I am going to....
  • Nowtinnit - Empty
  • I aren't - I am not
  • Dinntit? - Did it not?
  • Yiss - Affirmative
  • Err nerr - An expression of dismay
  • Dernt nerr - I do not know
  • Diddy farndowt - Did he find anything
  • Lerds and lerds - Plenty. See also Givin' it lerds
  • Canaborryit? - Could I perhaps use that for a second?
That’s my go to web page when I try to educate some of these colonials.... <laugh>
 
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Used to wear a pair almost identical to these to school in the 70's

Bluddy ell, I had a pair exactly like those, same colour the lot, black hipsters were the fashion along with kipper ties and a burgundy coloured shirt, and a blue suede jacket (and no not blue suede shoes)
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Don't know if anyone has mentioned chow, as in "me mam'll chow at us."

True story I remember like yesterday, from about 50 years ago now, in a lesson at Junior Sch the teacher was asking for different words meaning to disapprove and I stuck my hand up enthusiastically. Eventually she asked me and I said chow. No, she said, that's not a proper word. Yes it is was my reply and explained the context, "me mam chows at us if we've don't behave." No, again said the teacher. Yes, it is I replied. After a while of arguing my corner, I was sent to see the Headteacher.

Biggest mistake I made was telling my mam when I got home, by hell she chowed at me! I've never forgotten that!
 
Don't know if anyone has mentioned chow, as in "me mam'll chow at us."

True story I remember like yesterday, from about 50 years ago now, in a lesson at Junior Sch the teacher was asking for different words meaning to disapprove and I stuck my hand up enthusiastically. Eventually she asked me and I said chow. No, she said, that's not a proper word. Yes it is was my reply and explained the context, "me mam chows at us if we've don't behave." No, again said the teacher. Yes, it is I replied. After a while of arguing my corner, I was sent to see the Headteacher.

Biggest mistake I made was telling my mam when I got home, by hell she chowed at me! I've never forgotten that!

Funny what we remember and what we don’t.


I recall been sent to the Headmistress in Junior School for the less than serious crime of throwing some lentils into Janet Wallace’s face.

We were making collages with dried food and that glue they had in schools then that stunk of fish.

I mean, what else were we supposed to do with lentils? You could put them in a container and claim they were some sort of primitive percussion instrument but you certainly wouldn’t eat them.

They were hard. Small and hard. And inedible.

I didn’t even realise they were food until I was in my twenties.


Anyhow, back to Janet.

I met her in a pub years later (The Tiger in Cott, seeing as you ask), and recalled the lentils in the face gig for which I was so harshly punished.


She put me straight.

Lentils were involved but my crime was a lot worse than a petulant tossing of pulses towards a young girls visage.

We’d apparently argued about ownership of a small tub of said lentils and, my sense of injustice triggered, I’d launched a physical assault upon Janet, savaging her face with my obviously too sharp fingernails, gouging furrows in both cheeks as a result.

Put straight, I apologised, bought her a drink and reflected on my less remembered dark deeds.
 
Funny what we remember and what we don’t.


I recall been sent to the Headmistress in Junior School for the less than serious crime of throwing some lentils into Janet Wallace’s face.

We were making collages with dried food and that glue they had in schools then that stunk of fish.

I mean, what else were we supposed to do with lentils? You could put them in a container and claim they were some sort of primitive percussion instrument but you certainly wouldn’t eat them.

They were hard. Small and hard. And inedible.

I didn’t even realise they were food until I was in my twenties.


Anyhow, back to Janet.

I met her in a pub years later (The Tiger in Cott, seeing as you ask), and recalled the lentils in the face gig for which I was so harshly punished.


She put me straight.

Lentils were involved but my crime was a lot worse than a petulant tossing of pulses towards a young girls visage.

We’d apparently argued about ownership of a small tub of said lentils and, my sense of injustice triggered, I’d launched a physical assault upon Janet, savaging her face with my obviously too sharp fingernails, gouging furrows in both cheeks as a result.

Put straight, I apologised, bought her a drink and reflected on my less remembered dark deeds.

It was sniffing the glue, Ernie. Has the potential to turn the nicest lads into deranged assailants.

On serious note-paper, I remember that stink glue. It came in a weird shaped bottle, slim at the top with a broad base. It had an orangey/pink slanted rubber cap/applicator with a slitin it. Was it called gum?
 
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Funny what we remember and what we don’t.


I recall been sent to the Headmistress in Junior School for the less than serious crime of throwing some lentils into Janet Wallace’s face.

We were making collages with dried food and that glue they had in schools then that stunk of fish.

I mean, what else were we supposed to do with lentils? You could put them in a container and claim they were some sort of primitive percussion instrument but you certainly wouldn’t eat them.

They were hard. Small and hard. And inedible.

I didn’t even realise they were food until I was in my twenties.


Anyhow, back to Janet.

I met her in a pub years later (The Tiger in Cott, seeing as you ask), and recalled the lentils in the face gig for which I was so harshly punished.


She put me straight.

Lentils were involved but my crime was a lot worse than a petulant tossing of pulses towards a young girls visage.

We’d apparently argued about ownership of a small tub of said lentils and, my sense of injustice triggered, I’d launched a physical assault upon Janet, savaging her face with my obviously too sharp fingernails, gouging furrows in both cheeks as a result.

Put straight, I apologised, bought her a drink and reflected on my less remembered dark deeds.

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Wasn’t it this stuff?
 
No not that, not this brand but the top was like this.

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I saw this photo too. The bottle shape and applicator are similar to the shapes I remember but the brand wasn't LePages. I vaguely remember it being called GUM - probably short for gum arabic but perhaps it had a different name ... it was a long time ago but I'll never forget that smell.