On the other hand...if nobody stops us, there'll be another mid-week posting featuring more of the same next week...probably.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Seets i' Blackpool: Part Two
Reet thun, eet's time f't mid wik bloggin', so arh better get postin' tha secunt part o' this 'ere boo-uk wat we've bin...actually I'm going to stop writing like that. It's starting to get annoying now, mainly because I'm not very good at the dialect stuff. Anyhow, here's part two of Seets i' Blackpool. (You know how the thumbnails work by now I'm sure.) And if anyone out there has had enough of this particular serialisation, just let me know via the usual channels (i.e. the comments box below this posting) and I'll bring "eet skiddin' to 'an 'alt immeedichly":
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6 comments:
Wouldn't dream of stopping you. Carry on!
No...seriously...feel free...please.
Tis an intersting story, quite humorous, and a fascinating glimpse into another time and life, but darn, it do hurt me head to read too much of it!
Ouch, ouch, ouch!
JOHN :0)
Aye, eet's a reet fettler an' no mistak. Reminds me o' t' Lanky Twang stuff wat we use t'geet in Lanc'shur Life maguzeen w'en ar worra keed. They was t' ones 'oo did 'un buk calt Just Sithabod, ar sim t' recall. Al' poat-ree eet were, in't' Lank dileck, an' eet were reet difficul' t' reed an' awl.
I'm perplexed because....
I understood all of that.
Mr Hughes, I do believe that you have managed to make a Lancashire accent somehow.... sexy
*blinks*
Eet's jus' me nat-rul chrizma cumin' thru. Thas menny a mickle bin muckled 'cos of ur Lanky Twang, tha knows.
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