algy Posted September 12, 2011 Report Share Posted September 12, 2011 The following have been quoted from a book on Lancashire dialect, so come on you fellow Lancastrians get translating!. This half dozen is enough for now. 1. ‘Er Alick keeps a badger’s shop,An teyches Sunday schoo’’ 2. ‘A bally’s wo’th nowt iv id fail, To werm the verra cowdest ale. 3. ‘Come whoam! Bi sharp! Pig’s fo’n i’ t’ cut!’ 4.‘It gwos again my pluck to dee, An’ lev her wick beheend me’ 5.‘There’s some fooak are olez on t’ chunner, an’ there’s nob’dy can tell wot abeawt’ 6. ‘Thi’n th’ biggest meawths i’ yon country at ever I seed clapt under a lip! Aw hove one on ‘em his yure up, to see if his meawth went o’r reawnd; but he knockt mo into th’ slutch’ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eagle Posted September 12, 2011 Report Share Posted September 12, 2011 The following have been quoted from a book on Lancashire dialect, so come on you fellow Lancastrians get translating!. This half dozen is enough for now. 1. ‘Er Alick keeps a badger’s shop,An teyches Sunday schoo’’ 3. ‘Come whoam! Bi sharp! Pig’s fo’n i’ t’ cut!’ 5.‘There’s some fooak are olez on t’ chunner, an’ there’s nob’dy can tell wot abeawt’ 1 The lady's husband/brother/son Alec keeps a shop that sells badgers, he also teaches at Sunday School 3. Come home quickly, the pig has fallen into the canal 5. There are some people who never stop talking even though nobody can identify what they are talking about. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stallard12 Posted September 12, 2011 Report Share Posted September 12, 2011 Algy, I'm not familiar with those exact lines - I understand them though. They are probably from poems by Samuel Laycock the old Lancashire poet. His most famous poem was: Tha's welcum bonny brid, But tha shudna cum jus when tha did, Toimes er bad, Weev' barly nuff porrige fer owr Joe ......... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cleopatra Posted September 12, 2011 Report Share Posted September 12, 2011 ‘Er Alick keeps a badger’s shop,An teyches Sunday schoo’ is a line from the poem Eawr Folk written by Edwin Waugh - translation:- Our alec keeps a grocer's shop and teaches sunday school. badger being the word for grocer. Er(our) johnny gi's (gives) his mind to books (read a lot) Er Abramstudies plants - he caps the dule for moss an' fern, An growing polyants, (polyanthus) For aught abeawt mechaninkin' (for anything about mechanics) Er Ned's the very lad, My Uncle Jamie roots (searches) i' th' stars, enough to drive him mad. Er Alick keeps a badger's (grocer's) shop, An teyches sunday schoo' Er Joseph's welly blynt (almost blind) poor lad, Er timothy's afoo, He's tried three different maks o'trades, an olez(always) miss'd his tip (throw), But then he is the prattiest whistler ( the best whistler) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cleopatra Posted September 12, 2011 Report Share Posted September 12, 2011 oops! hit submit in error, but anyway there are another couple of verses in a similar vein. Dammit, had to keep typing that because was still in the dialect and couldn't change gear, so to speak. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peter T Posted September 12, 2011 Report Share Posted September 12, 2011 Fascinating. Bet not many Lancastrians got a job reading the news at the Beeb. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cleopatra Posted September 12, 2011 Report Share Posted September 12, 2011 .‘It gwos again my pluck to dee, An’ lev her wick beheend me’ It goes against my course (courage) to die and leave her alive behind me. ‘There’s some fooak are olez on t’ chunner, an’ there’s nob’dy can tell wot abeawt’ There are some folk who are always having a mutter and there is nobody can tell what about. (understand what they are saying) ‘Thi’n th’ biggest meawths i’ yon country at ever I seed clapt under a lip! Aw hove one on ‘em You have one of the bigget mouths in the country I have ever seen under a lip. I have one of them. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stallard12 Posted September 12, 2011 Report Share Posted September 12, 2011 You seem like a good old Lancashire lass Cleo. - meant as a compliment. Learned my Lancastrian from my auntie Lizzie on Hume Street. She was the real deal, old mill girl, wore clogs and a shawl and smoked two packs a day. Clogged it down to the off licence every night at six o'clock for the family beer, one enamel jug of mild and one of bitter. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cleopatra Posted September 13, 2011 Report Share Posted September 13, 2011 Oh those days when you would see folk going to the offie, jug in hand, like they had been watching for the clock to touch 6pm. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
algy Posted September 13, 2011 Author Report Share Posted September 13, 2011 The mother-in-law went to the Coach & Horses on Liverpool Road every evening for two jugs of beer and a bottle of Guinness for her and the father-in-law every evening what ever the weather. Cleo top of the class your a very talented linguist and Eagle and Stall, looks like you are both very adept Lancastrian speakers. For those who have not discovered the site where the sentences that I quoted are from here is the link: http://dunkerley-tuson.co.uk/glossarylancsdialect.aspx on this site is another link http://www.gerald-massey.org.uk/index.htm that will take you on to another site containing about 32 authors of the Victorian era with numerous ebooks that you may read, well worth exploring. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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