Author Topic: Lost Scouse Lingo (Read 301186 times)

JohnnoWhite · « **Reply #840 on:** January 11, 2017, 11:46:54 pm »

Quote from: Tesco tearaway on January 11, 2017, 10:14:10 pm

Evening Johnno.
Read lots of your posts in the various Man U threads, and you seem like a sound fella who talks a lot of sense.
It's a pleasure to 'speak' to you at last

Re the bolded above...
We used to call it 'alarlee-o' when we played it in the street, and 'manhunt' when we played it in the woods for some reason.
Another variation of the game was 'kick the can'.
Place a tin can on the pavement by the den (usually a lamppost), find a player and run back to the den until they had all been found.
If a player was able to get to the den before you, he kicked the can and all the players you had found were set free

Happy days

Same game no doubt all over the country mate just given different names eh?
You're dead right about happy days an' all!!

Nice to share ,memories are. Links us working class kids/men together when we sometimes have forgotten what we used to be all about - once upon a very long time ago.
We've even forgotten how to say "Enough you Tory bastards - now we stand and fight!"

So… Howard Philips · « **Reply #841 on:** January 12, 2017, 07:08:39 pm »

Quote from: JohnnoWhite on January 11, 2017, 09:58:00 am

Rally-vo was another hunt and chase game where the object of the hunter was to identify each of the hunted by sight and then leg it back to touch base at the "den". If the hunter got there before the spotted individual then that identified individual was caught. Anyone who was caught had to wait there doing nowt until either EVERYONE was caught and the game ended or until one of the hunted 100% evaded being spotted by the hunter and managed to get back and touch base at the den BEFORE the hunter saw him or her and got there first. This then bolluxed the game totally as the rules dictated everyone had been released and it started all over again!!

This reminded me of a book a mate of mine lent me a few years ago and he said they played a similar game in the wilds of Breckfield Road - alien territory in more ways than one if you were from Dingle - to Emmet Grogan and his mates in New York .

Anyway the book in question -

Ringolevio is a classic American story of self-invention by one of the more mysterious and alluring figures to emerge in the 1960s. Emmett Grogan grew up on New York City's mean streets, later washing up in sixties San Francisco and becoming a leader of the anarchist group known as the Diggers. The Diggers, devoted to street theater, direct action, and distributing free food, were in the thick of the legendary Summer of Love, and soon Grogan is struggling with the naive narcissism of the hippies, the marketing of revolution as a brand, dogmatic radicals, and false prophets.

Bearing in mind the large Irish communities in Liverpool, New York and Manchester wonder where the game originated?

Mumm-Ra · « **Reply #842 on:** January 13, 2017, 02:46:24 am »

We called that game dennio or denny-oh (never thought how to spell it).

One of those games that never ever got completed

Dr. Beaker · « **Reply #843 on:** January 13, 2017, 04:36:42 am »

I think we called it Alallio.

only6times · « **Reply #844 on:** January 13, 2017, 08:26:22 am »

Quote from: liversaint on January 11, 2017, 06:04:13 pm

Thats an old one, my grandad used it when he had a dose of the wild shites, or wildies as he used to say.

Aka " the two bob bits"

JohnnoWhite · « **Reply #845 on:** January 13, 2017, 08:56:42 am »

Quote from: El Ninos Black Eye on July 9, 2011, 02:59:38 pm

Thought that was Del Boy.

According to Wiki, kushty is a Romany (gypsy) word of Persian origin meaning "happiness" which slides easily into "all good".

princeoftherocks · « **Reply #846 on:** January 20, 2017, 06:12:52 pm »

You'd always get the goal hanger, even though it was an un-official rule that you couldn't just hang around base.

Tesco tearaway · « **Reply #847 on:** January 22, 2017, 04:56:02 pm »

"I've known him for yonks." Years.

The Gulleysucker · « **Reply #848 on:** January 22, 2017, 10:55:33 pm »

Quote from: Tesco tearaway on January 22, 2017, 04:56:02 pm

"I've known him for yonks." Years.

Not lost, still widely used, just do a search for yonks here on Rawk.

Tesco tearaway · « **Reply #849 on:** January 23, 2017, 06:10:13 am »

Quote from: The Gulleysucker on January 22, 2017, 10:55:33 pm

Not lost, still widely used, just do a search for yonks here on Rawk.

Ah, ok

It's just that I hadn't used it myself for erm... erm... well, ages

Medellin · « **Reply #850 on:** January 23, 2017, 03:42:16 pm »

Similar to yonks..

Used to hear kids using beards for ages/yonks too.

Tesco tearaway · « **Reply #851 on:** January 23, 2017, 04:44:08 pm »

Peawack soup.

Rysoph76 · « **Reply #852 on:** January 23, 2017, 04:48:01 pm »

Yonks reminds me of the Beau Peep books (anyone ever read them, very funny?)

The nomad says something along the lines of 'I have been wandering the shifting sands for 30 years, 6 months and 14 days....or is it 15 days...I can't remember, anyway it's yonks'

Tesco tearaway · « **Reply #853 on:** January 24, 2017, 11:12:11 am »

Quote from: Tesco tearaway on January 6, 2017, 10:43:23 pm

Fozzer... Second go on a bifter.

Just to add that you always had someone who left the tip with a "ducky"

Tesco tearaway · « **Reply #854 on:** February 2, 2017, 06:12:58 pm »

I'm gonna pan your fkin head in!

Mumm-Ra · « **Reply #855 on:** February 2, 2017, 07:53:29 pm »

brewsted or brewsters for having lots of money. Always amused me that a pretty obscure 80s Richard Pryor movie made its way into the scouse lexicon.

So… Howard Philips · « **Reply #856 on:** February 2, 2017, 10:24:45 pm »

Quote from: Tesco tearaway on February 2, 2017, 06:12:58 pm

I'm gonna pan your fkin head in!

Are you looking for lumber? AKA want a scrap?

Tesco tearaway · « **Reply #857 on:** February 2, 2017, 10:51:23 pm »

Quote from: So... Howard Phillips on February 2, 2017, 10:24:45 pm

Are you looking for lumber? AKA want a scrap?

Not at my age... I'm an arl barmer

only6times · « **Reply #858 on:** February 3, 2017, 08:05:51 pm »

Conny onny.

Tesco tearaway · « **Reply #859 on:** February 3, 2017, 08:28:17 pm »

Quote from: only5times on February 3, 2017, 08:05:51 pm

Conny onny.

Thick enough to spread on a butty with a knife

Another saying was... Mind your own beeswax.

So… Howard Philips · « **Reply #860 on:** February 3, 2017, 10:27:26 pm »

Ee yacka molla - green slop pie.

Tesco tearaway · « **Reply #861 on:** February 6, 2017, 10:34:16 pm »

Have you got a flim to lend me?

only6times · « **Reply #862 on:** February 7, 2017, 12:38:01 pm »

Quote from: Tesco tearaway on February 6, 2017, 10:34:16 pm

Have you got a flim to lend me?

Nah. But I can borry you one.

Pistolero · « **Reply #863 on:** February 8, 2017, 06:41:14 pm »

Tit wire...

Stevie-A · « **Reply #864 on:** February 10, 2017, 10:03:19 am »

I recall my elder brother referring to 'gettin a gobble'. As a kid I was not too sure what that referred to, though assume it wasn't turkey related.

only6times · « **Reply #865 on:** February 10, 2017, 12:07:18 pm »

Giz a gam.

Medellin · « **Reply #866 on:** March 23, 2017, 01:01:20 pm »

Anyone use the 'baggy'..shortened from bagwash.."get your arse down to the Liver Launderette,the twin tub is goosed".
That was around the time i used to get called Scone 'ead.

Tesco tearaway · « **Reply #867 on:** March 23, 2017, 10:31:19 pm »

Quote from: Medellin on March 23, 2017, 01:01:20 pm

Anyone use the 'baggy'..shortened from bagwash.."get your arse down to the Liver Launderette,the twin tub is goosed".
That was around the time i used to get called Scone 'ead.

I used to get sent to the baggy with two pillow cases full of washing

"Scone 'ead"

What do you currently get called?

Medellin · « **Reply #868 on:** March 24, 2017, 08:53:37 am »

Quote from: Tesco tearaway on March 23, 2017, 10:31:19 pm

I used to get sent to the baggy with two pillow cases full of washing
"Scone 'ead"
What do you currently get called?

I had the misfortune of having to use the thick plastic bright blue bag emblazoned with the Liver Laundrette logo,there was no way anyone wouldn't know where you were going,always had to swerve some streets & roads in case any of my mates would see me.
I also got called a Jap too,blonde hair blue eyed lad..i questioned that for a long time & it wasn't until my 20's i found out it was because of my kamikaze ways of doing things..glad that stopped on both accounts!
Just my name or Naldo variations now..sometimes c*nt!