I wasn't much into owt like that but a couple of lads I went to the match with were part of the Vauxies & always up for a ruck.
It was just a time mate. Nowt more But after the vauxie boys came? Im from fulwell mate. They were all my mates I ****ed of and joined the marines and left th scrapping.
My dad would say " i'll burst yer nose if you don't stop it " , I have a bent nose now !. "Am garn to the housey on sarada neet" was my mam's quote. My granny used to come to our house pissed and would say " I'm garn for a fart " she used to stand in the passage and fart ", me and my brother would fall on the floor laughing.
I think that's probably of sailing ship origin, Commo. Scudding or scuddling sails were the worst set of sails a ship would carry. Little more than rags, wrecked by one too many storrms.. Hence "a good scudding" - badly damaged. Sailing ship experts today still marvel at Captain Cook rounding Cape Horn using scuddling sails, an incredible feat..
That's not too long before Commo's time though, Jerry. That house door to the left of the Grapes has a sign over it, and I remember that going up. It's Newton's betting office. I can't remember exactly when betting was licensed, but it would only be a couple of years either side of 1960. Before that Mr. Newton used to stand outside the north end of the station and had a good honest reputation. He also had a very attractive daughter. We were very 'friendly' at one time which is how I remember the sign so well. A good picture.
I used to get a lot of " You treat this house like a bloody hotel". I was never in when I was a kid, not the young uns of today, who are never out.
I remember my first day in Sunderland like it was yesterday. Early 1960 I arrived at the shop and introduced myself and nobody said a word. So I just looked and wondered if I'd said something wrong when one of the young girls spoke up and said "Ya divan arf tark funee"! It took me a little time to understand the accent and everything was "We I man" and "Haway" but I remember going for some lunch and I asked the person in the shop "Do you sell soup" and she replied "We I man, Pink Camay, Fairy Snow and Carbolic"! I finished up learning and using the accent but when I went back to Hull I would forget and my friends would say "Worra yer torkin' about"? My Sunderland colleagues reveled in taking the piss out of my Yorkshire Accent with expressions like "An 'ouse" "An 'oss". Happy days.
Come here and be brayed. I`ll put you in a home. Will yer gerrout from under me feet. Gerrout side and play. Will yer stop raimin on. Raiming - going on and on and on wanting something.
Dickie Darky will get yer. I thought it was somebody came during the night. Nee way I`m going to sleep.
