Guardians of The Lambsfoot!

Alright, all.

Please consider this my official entry into Jack's very fine giveaway. I make no claim to having a working knowledge of Yorkshire nor do I consider myself any great poet.

However, I did take a crack at some originality - I'll let Jack judge the quality :eek:.

Eur jar o' bea, eur dram o' whiskey
Wi' neya friends, t' devil tek ye

Eur mug o' start, eur pull o' scotch
Wi' neya blade, theur soz sot

Eur spot o' ale, t' yanks own 'shine
Are betta wi' blades 'n friends o' thine

(Translation)
A pint of beer, a dram of whiskey
With no friends, the devil take ye

A mug of stout, a pull of scotch
With no blade, you sorry sot

A spot of ale, the Yanks own 'shine
Are better with blades and friends of thine


And to possibly make up for my terrible attempt, I'll add this pic...

isKSoKf.jpg
 
Pàdruig said:
Alright, all.

Please consider this my official entry into Jack's very fine giveaway. I make no claim to having a working knowledge of Yorkshire nor do I consider myself any great poet.

However, I did take a crack at some originality - I'll let Jack judge the quality :eek:.

Eur jar o' bea, eur dram o' whiskey
Wi' neya friends, t' devil tek ye

Eur mug o' start, eur pull o' scotch
Wi' neya blade, theur soz sot

Eur spot o' ale, t' yanks own 'shine
Are betta wi' blades 'n friends o' thine

(Translation)
A pint of beer, a dram of whiskey
With no friends, the devil take ye

A mug of stout, a pull of scotch
With no blade, you sorry sot

A spot of ale, the Yanks own 'shine
Are better with blades and friends of thine


And to possibly make up for my terrible attempt, I'll add this pic...

isKSoKf.jpg
Click to expand...
A modern Robert Burns! (Aye, a ken 'e was a Scot, but a dinna ken nae Yorkshire poets!)
 
Nah then lad.Im in if so permitted.
"Appy as a fat lass whats joost innerritted chip shop!" (Very happy)
"Gerron wi it lad! Thaz like a yard o poomp watter!" (Hurry up)
"Slower than a moonth on strike!" (Not very quick)
"Yerve got nowt between yer ears but pocklin a pucklin yer great slab o lard!"
(Pardon me but I think you are mistaken!)
" wickkitin wokkit wakkit ,blibble dibble klibble daggle....eee biggaby plassiforth an all!"
(General unintelligible pointless smalltalk probably about Cricket)
"Couldnt 'it side o bus wi a chip butty!"
( Hopeless)
Cheers(Cheers)
 
OK - here is a French Canadian/Mainah talkin' Yorkshire ~

‘e is sa chuffed wi’ imself ‘e is luggin an extreur noggin fert leftovers
That is to say - he is so full of himself he needs to carry an extra head for the leftovers.

My apologies to the true Yorkshire men in our midst. ;)

Count me in - with gratitude - Jack :thumbsup:
 
I'm unquestionably probably too late, but my guess is Cawl. :)

EDIT:
If I'm correct, I didn't peek to see what you had. :)
 
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