Showing posts with label Gracie Fields. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gracie Fields. Show all posts

Sunday, 27 November 2022

Eh, by gum!


"Hotpot, Ken?"

Today is officially Lancashire Day! [Yes, it is a "thing".]

Should you ever find yourself in The Red Rose County, here are some phrases you may find useful:

  • Ey up cocker: Meaning "hello mate".
  • Barm/Teacake: A bread roll.
  • Cakehole: Mouth.
  • Cracking Flags: Really hot weather.
  • Ginnel: A small alleyway between two (usually terraced) houses.
  • Harping on: Doesn't stop talking about something, to the point of annoyance.
  • Jiggered: Tired.
  • Manchester caviar: Mushy peas.
  • Owt: Anything.
  • Scran: Food.
  • Sweatin' cobs: To sweat excessively.
  • Chuffed: A way of describing how pleased you are.
  • Mither/mithering: Pester or irritate someone.
  • Ta-rah!: Bye!

...and here's a lady who was the master of 'em all!

Ta-rah!

Monday, 9 February 2015

Lollipops!



We're still in recovery mode from our week in Spain (although, unlike my better half, I do have another whole week's leave to go). Unusually I have brought nothing new - music-wise - back from "the land of gaudy tackiness" this time. We basically spent all week in bars whose musical soundtrack was MOR to say the very least.

Instead, on this Tacky Music Monday I thought I would pay further tribute to the lovely Lizabeth Scott, who died last week. Here she is, in the remarkably odd company of Patti Page and Gracie Fields(!), and their - ahem - interesting version of the bubblegum-pop hit, Lollipop:


Have a great week, daahlings!