Topic: Lost Scouse Lingo

[vivabobbygraham]

Me 'eads in bits

[kesey]

Me 'eads in bits

Or me ' eads snotted .

[only6times]

Finger pie.

[SamAteTheRedAcid]

Finger pie.

For a fish and...

Like the way Lennon sneaked it into an otherwise squeaky clean song...

[TheTeflonJohn]

Me 'eads in bits

I said to one of my kids the other day "me ed`s burnt out love", said it without thinking.

She came back with "Are you ok, how did you burn your head Dad"?!

[Medellin]

Been a long time since i heard anyone use webs..and webbed.

[Tesco tearaway]

Been a long time since i heard anyone use webs..and webbed.

Webbed as in... "I webbed him in the goolies!" ?

[Medellin]

Webbed as in... "I webbed him in the goolies!" ?

Aye a fine example,it could have been used for giving or taking a beating-even heard it used for being pissed too.
Webs was feet or footwear..dunno if there were variations like takey has tho.

[Jack the Red]

Been a long time since i heard anyone use webs..and webbed.

Was queuing for a ride in Blackpool with my son a few years back, this gang of wool lads and girls, all early 20's, barged past everyone, pushed some young girls out the way. I hate shit like that, so I went over to them and gave them a mouthful, squared up to the biggest one, all I heard in the background was my 12 year old lad shouting "Web him, Dad!". Hadn't heard "web" used like that for donkeys. Was laughing my head off.

[Medellin]

Was queuing for a ride in Blackpool with my son a few years back, this gang of wool lads and girls, all early 20's, barged past everyone, pushed some young girls out the way. I hate shit like that, so I went over to them and gave them a mouthful, squared up to the biggest one, all I heard in the background was my 12 year old lad shouting "Web him, Dad!". Hadn't heard "web" used like that for donkeys. Was laughing my head off.

 
Did he get webbed?

[Jack the Red]

Did he get webbed?

No, luckily it didn't come to that, a couple of other people spoke up and they buggered off. Can't stand pricks like that, they need telling.

[SamAteTheRedAcid]

Yeah I've got a mate who still uses 'webbed' all the time.

[Tesco tearaway]

Yeah I've got a mate who still uses 'webbed' all the time.

Is his name Peter Parker?

[Tesco tearaway]

Was 'yellow number plate' just a Liverpool thing?
I can remember when the number plates changed from white on the back of the car to yellow.
It was quite rare to see one at first, and when you did you could shout "Yellow number plate!" and punch your mate on the arm 

Got reminded of it today when my daughter shouted "Cheese on wheels!" as a yellow car passed us, and then thumped me in the arm!

[ToneLa]

Me nose was runnin like a glassblower's arse

[only6times]

He wants fuckin with the blunt end of the ragman's bugle.

[Big Red Richie]

It's funny how language changes.  How certain words or phrases change meaning over time, or when used by different people.


Who remembers the time when you use to get 'mugged' by your nan?

Of course, in those days 'mugged' usually meant ya nan shoving a two bob, or a 'tanner' in ya hand.   

God, In those days, two bob was enormous.  It used to fill the palm of your hand.

[Medellin]

Aye Richie i mugged me Ma many times.

Something i will tell the grandkids one day just to see their reaction.

[So… Howard Philips]

It's funny how language changes.  How certain words or phrases change meaning over time, or when used by different people.


Who remembers the time when you use to get 'mugged' by your nan?

Of course, in those days 'mugged' usually meant ya nan shoving a two bob, or a 'tanner' in ya hand.   

God, In those days, two bob was enormous.  It used to fill the palm of your hand.

And half a crown was even bigger.

[Timbo's Goals]

Just spent a really pleasant half hour with a silly grin on me gob reading through all the memories.

For personal reasons, which I'll now relate, my own fave which I'm sure is pure scouse is 'messages' or 'go on a message' - as in lazyarse female neighbour with drooping fag poking her head out of the front door to ask us young scallies sat facing her on the kerb across the street "do us a favour lads, will yer go on some messages for us"

No idea how it came into such everyday use as it makes no fucking sense at all but back in the day everyone used it. Or at least everyone from around here - which excludes my poor missus who one day was confronted full on by this ridiculous scouse term

My missus is from South Wales so as a recently arrived 22 year old she was a total innocent abroad in respect of bona fide scouse lingo. When we were first married we lived in 2 up 2 down in Willmer Road in Anfield. Next door lived elderly widow Mrs Gibson who immediately we moved in became Antie Gibby. First day there, a beautiful sunny summers morning. There's a knock at our front door. Mag carrying our Chris answers the door. It's auntie Gibby. Smiling, complete with tightly wrapped headscarf, warm winters coat and shopping bag.

"D'yer need any messages luv?"

Mag looks at her. Completely bemused, at a complete loss, thinking 'what the fuck!!' Is this a fucking spy ring or what? [Actually "or wha!" at the end of every question/statement is deffo pure scouse.

"Er... mmm...no thanks Mrs Gibson" replies Mag after decomposing herself [dead polite is our Mag - brought up dead proper like ]

"You sure luv? Cos I've got loads to get meself yer know" Aunty Gibby at this point is bemused as fuck herself as she can't comprehend how a young woman cradling a 6 month old baby can possibly refuse the kind offer of a next door neighbour to go to the shops for her.

"Er...yeah...it's ...er...okay. Thanks very much though"

Mag retreats back inside to the safety of home territory, breathes a sigh of relief and spends the rest of the day - until I get home to put her out of her mystery and laugh me bollocks off - puzzling betweeen nappy changes as to the extent of the Willmer Road spy ring

 

[Medellin]

Nice one Timbo..love reading little stories like that. 

Me ma would have us heading down the baggy every week( those twin tubs were fucking crap)..the Liver Laundrette to those from south wales. 
You had to figure out a route so you wernt spotted by your mates too..hard to disguise a vivid blue thick plazzy bag eh.

[only6times]

The bit bin.

[Timbo's Goals]

Nice one Timbo..love reading little stories like that. 

Me ma would have us heading down the baggy every week( those twin tubs were fucking crap)..the Liver Laundrette to those from south wales. 
You had to figure out a route so you wernt spotted by your mates too..hard to disguise a vivid blue thick plazzy bag eh.

Made up [is that yet another '60's scouse term that's crept into more widespread usage this past decade or so?] that you enjoyed it M

laughed out loud at the baggy bit 'cos I used to work in the Diamond Laundry in Litherland which was like a massive big bagwash

 

[Medellin]

Made up [is that yet another '60's scouse term that's crept into more widespread usage this past decade or so?] that you enjoyed it M

laughed out loud at the baggy bit 'cos I used to work in the Diamond Laundry in Litherland which was like a massive big bagwash

 

Aye i didn't mind too much in the winter as you knew it was always proper warm in the laundrette.
You'd try and have a look to see if any of your mates were around but the net curtain would be stuck to the ice on the inside of the window.
Get the wash & the spin sorted & bang it all in the drier where you would sit with your back to the warm drier door spinning away half falling asleep.
A couple of bags all sorted for less than ten bob..still use ten bob now..the kids still give me a daft look when i do.

[only6times]

Just spent a really pleasant half hour with a silly grin on me gob reading through all the memories.

For personal reasons, which I'll now relate, my own fave which I'm sure is pure scouse is 'messages' or 'go on a message' - as in lazyarse female neighbour with drooping fag poking her head out of the front door to ask us young scallies sat facing her on the kerb across the street "do us a favour lads, will yer go on some messages for us"

No idea how it came into such everyday use as it makes no fucking sense at all but back in the day everyone used it. Or at least everyone from around here - which excludes my poor missus who one day was confronted full on by this ridiculous scouse term

My missus is from South Wales so as a recently arrived 22 year old she was a total innocent abroad in respect of bona fide scouse lingo. When we were first married we lived in 2 up 2 down in Willmer Road in Anfield. Next door lived elderly widow Mrs Gibson who immediately we moved in became Antie Gibby. First day there, a beautiful sunny summers morning. There's a knock at our front door. Mag carrying our Chris answers the door. It's auntie Gibby. Smiling, complete with tightly wrapped headscarf, warm winters coat and shopping bag.

"D'yer need any messages luv?"

Mag looks at her. Completely bemused, at a complete loss, thinking 'what the fuck!!' Is this a fucking spy ring or what? [Actually "or wha!" at the end of every question/statement is deffo pure scouse.

"Er... mmm...no thanks Mrs Gibson" replies Mag after decomposing herself [dead polite is our Mag - brought up dead proper like ]

"You sure luv? Cos I've got loads to get meself yer know" Aunty Gibby at this point is bemused as fuck herself as she can't comprehend how a young woman cradling a 6 month old baby can possibly refuse the kind offer of a next door neighbour to go to the shops for her.

"Er...yeah...it's ...er...okay. Thanks very much though"

Mag retreats back inside to the safety of home territory, breathes a sigh of relief and spends the rest of the day - until I get home to put her out of her mystery and laugh me bollocks off - puzzling betweeen nappy changes as to the extent of the Willmer Road spy ring

 

Sound that.

[Antoine Lavoisier]

Not lingo but with talk of laundrettes, I remember when me granddad bought me nanna a washing machine and she felt like she'd won the pools. She'd tell everyone - every conversation for a good few months would start with talk of this fucking washing machine. Dirty great oblong thing it was, open at the top, fucking lethal it was too. She'd always have the back door open for some reason when she did the washing? I think if I remember rightly it had a pipe going out to drain the water? I'd always try and peek over the side to look in and get third degree burns off the sploshing water and I don't know how many times I nearly lost me fucking arm in the spin tub bit. Always used to twat me on the head with her dolly pegs the narky arl cow!

And now thinking of her, I've just remembered something she always used to call me - a filthy arap? "get arra there ya filthy arap!" Never had a clue what it meant but she said it that often to me I almost treated it as my name. I have a theory of what she may have meant though I'll not say and instead ask if anyone else heard that said?

[ToneLa]

Sure it wasn't Arab? It's what sprung to mind and possibly what you don't wanna say

soz if er, that's going too far just what popped into my head

[Antoine Lavoisier]

Sure it wasn't Arab? It's what sprung to mind and possibly what you don't wanna say

soz if er, that's going too far just what popped into my head

No worries mate, but that's why I didn't explain further, I wanted to see if it was "arap", if other people had heard that? But yes you got the gist of what I was saying. Seems me nanna was an arl racist who couldn't pronounce Arab by the looks of it! 

Still doesn't explain why she kept calling me that though?

[rob1966]

Sure it wasn't Arab? It's what sprung to mind and possibly what you don't wanna say

soz if er, that's going too far just what popped into my head

My Ma used to call me that all the time.

[The Gulleysucker]

Arap is from Turkish.

[Antoine Lavoisier]

Arap is from Turkish.

Well I never.

I doubt she would have known that though, I'm more inclined to believe she was just a bit of an arl cow sometimes.

[The Gulleysucker]

I doubt she would have known that though...

Possibly not, but it was perhaps just a loan word employed by some older relative who had been in the Military or a Sailor during the days of the Empire, such professions inventing and employing many slang words and euphemisms.

[gazzam1963]

Just spent a really pleasant half hour with a silly grin on me gob reading through all the memories.

For personal reasons, which I'll now relate, my own fave which I'm sure is pure scouse is 'messages' or 'go on a message' - as in lazyarse female neighbour with drooping fag poking her head out of the front door to ask us young scallies sat facing her on the kerb across the street "do us a favour lads, will yer go on some messages for us"

No idea how it came into such everyday use as it makes no fucking sense at all but back in the day everyone used it. Or at least everyone from around here - which excludes my poor missus who one day was confronted full on by this ridiculous scouse term

My missus is from South Wales so as a recently arrived 22 year old she was a total innocent abroad in respect of bona fide scouse lingo. When we were first married we lived in 2 up 2 down in Willmer Road in Anfield. Next door lived elderly widow Mrs Gibson who immediately we moved in became Antie Gibby. First day there, a beautiful sunny summers morning. There's a knock at our front door. Mag carrying our Chris answers the door. It's auntie Gibby. Smiling, complete with tightly wrapped headscarf, warm winters coat and shopping bag.

"D'yer need any messages luv?"

Mag looks at her. Completely bemused, at a complete loss, thinking 'what the fuck!!' Is this a fucking spy ring or what? [Actually "or wha!" at the end of every question/statement is deffo pure scouse.

"Er... mmm...no thanks Mrs Gibson" replies Mag after decomposing herself [dead polite is our Mag - brought up dead proper like ]

"You sure luv? Cos I've got loads to get meself yer know" Aunty Gibby at this point is bemused as fuck herself as she can't comprehend how a young woman cradling a 6 month old baby can possibly refuse the kind offer of a next door neighbour to go to the shops for her.

"Er...yeah...it's ...er...okay. Thanks very much though"

Mag retreats back inside to the safety of home territory, breathes a sigh of relief and spends the rest of the day - until I get home to put her out of her mystery and laugh me bollocks off - puzzling betweeen nappy changes as to the extent of the Willmer Road spy ring

 

Cracking tale timbo and funnily enough as a kid until 18 I lived on the corner of clapham and wilmer road and was one of the young "scallies " who would run messages for neighbours without a thought . The best part of going for the messages was when they'd say " keep the change for going " . Sent my lad around the shops for something the other week and said that to him , it's only ten pence he said ...fortune in my day .

My mate used to say how his mum would shout out loudly  down the street to her son " Kev go and get me four ounces  of boiled ham " when he'd get there she would whisper just get me two ounces love .

[only6times]

Clacktailing.

[Tesco tearaway]

Angonamo... The famous scouse red Indian 

[soft lad]

Clacktailing.

when we were kids if someone snitched on you(dobbed you in),we had a rhyme

Clacktail tit,
your nose shall be split,
and all the little birdies.
will have a little bit.

[Rysoph76]

yeah 'messages' I remember that. My aunty always used to say she was going the townie (Kirkby) to get her messages. I don't know if these are specific to scouse as they are not slang words as such but in my house my aunty always used the following to describe people:

Footballer or singer with long hair - 'Shirley Temple'
Any footballer who looked injured or was moaning - 'Girlie Higgins'
Anyone who walked slowly - 'Creeping Jesus'
Anyone who looked miserable - 'Hail smiling morn' as used in 'look at her, there she goes, hail smiling morn, the miserable cow'

The other one that may have been mentioned already is when you were having to wait for something or someone one person would say 'we will be here til dick docks' and the other one would say 'and he hasn't got a ship yet'

[The Gulleysucker]

Anyone who walked slowly - 'Creeping Jesus'
 

Oh yes, I'd forgotten that one.

There was a lad I knew and we all referred to him by that name back around 1970.

Not too sure if it was exclusively scouse though, it may well have been more widespread.

[JohnnoWhite]

Oh yes, I'd forgotten that one.

There was a lad I knew and we all referred to him by that name back around 1970.

Not too sure if it was exclusively scouse though, it may well have been more widespread.

Yep wider than Libpool - even used in Mancland believe it or not!!

[Timbo's Goals]

Angonamo... The famous scouse red Indian 

Ha ha

Cracker that - was used all the time - usually when someone was bent double,  'puffed out' trying to escape another gang - but never associated it with Tonto and Kemo Sabe!

 

In the same vein

'angaboutaminit


On an entirely different tack

Was that you just 'gollied'?

Haven't heard that in donkeys years