Owd Words

[Pennines]

A word we tend to use around here in Lancs --and maybe elsewhere - which must really confuse foreign people is 'agate'.

We tend to use it when describing what someone else has said or done -- ie 'She/He were agate ......' and then we repeat what they have said and how they said it -- or what they did and how they did it.

That word is still in use.

[Mike in Cumbria]

A word we tend to use around here in Lancs --and maybe elsewhere - which must really confuse foreign people is 'agate'.

We tend to use it when describing what someone else has said or done -- ie 'She/He were agate ......' and then we repeat what they have said and how they said it -- or what they did and how they did it.

That word is still in use.

I haven't heard it in years but heard it daily when I was growing up in the West Riding.

[lydiaann]

Rosinish:  I think, whether with an 'r' or without, Barmpot/Bampot is still basically of Scottish origin!  How lovely that we still think of these old words - and will they be lost on the up-and-coming (teens/20s) generation who are more attached to the 'new' words generated by the ever-changing digital age?

[ThrelfallYorky]

I recall being baffled by a girl saying something that sounded to my ears like "I were a gate cumin fur t'orse pickle darn t' ginnel when ah were frit by dog"  took me a long time to work through that.
A pet hate of mine is hearing "Drawring" instead of "drawing".

[Pennines]

Yes - inserting an 'r' in the middle of a word where there isn't one -- really gets on my nerves too.

'Camping' can be another confusion to others I suppose - unless it IS universal.

 We use for it in place of 'having a natter' -- so 'They were camping in the street' -- doesn't actually mean they were erecting a tent to sleep in!

[BumbleB]

Damn!!!  Lost my response, now have to start again!!!! 

Love the "t'orse pickle"    Reminds me of a verse my grandmother taught me - excuse the transcription, I was born and bred in Cheshire, but ancestors were all from the West Riding.

We're all dahn in't coil-oile, where muck's slaht on t'winders
We's used all us coil up, and geht dahn t'cinders
If bon bailiff comes sarchin, he'll never find us  (find with a short "i")
Cos we're all dahn in't coil-oile, where muck's slaht on t'winders

[ThrelfallYorky]

Wonderful! ( I must admit, when I did encounter that baffling sentence from the girl I did have mental visions of a horse floating in a jar in rather a lot of vinegar - or should that be the hitherto unknown to me word "Aliker"?

[Scribble1952]

A-up 🙃

[jaybelnz]

Damn!!!  Lost my response, now have to start again!!!! 

Love the "t'orse pickle"    Reminds me of a verse my grandmother taught me - excuse the transcription, I was born and bred in Cheshire, but ancestors were all from the West Riding.

We're all dahn in't coil-oile, where muck's slaht on t'winders
We's used all us coil up, and geht dahn t'cinders
If bon bailiff comes sarchin, he'll never find us  (find with a short "i")
Cos we're all dahn in't coil-oile, where muck's slaht on t'winders

BumbleB - please excuse my ignorance, 😀😀 but could you tell what your little verse means please? 🤔🤔

Does it mean something about being down in the coal hole with dirty Windows when the bailiff comes - coal has been all used up, and only cinders left??