Al feyt thee, thi mates, the clique on ere, I'll even scrap wi misen for money. I'm not scared of anyone (apart from mi mam when she's upset abart sommet) but c'mon BBS I'll call ya all out ya keyboard worriers(deliberate) As Delia said ''c'mon, where are you?''
I've been watching some of the Cop shows on one of the Channels, following Cops round at Christmas..the ****in state some people get in...reminds me of about 25/30 years or so ago....Been there...No violence tho, I was a daft drunk....now I just drink and fall asleep...Old Git!
I know what you mean. Back when I wore a younger mans clothes it was generally the blokes who had a scrap when they'd had too much booze but these days it seems to be just as likely to be women too.
HAHA, years ago there was a "gang" in Wombwell called themselves the Wombwell Warriors...however one of them couldn't spell and spray painted Wombwell Worriers on a wall in Brampton.
Ha ha, there's a painted daub at Stairfoot 'DAZ OF KENDAY'.... makes me giggle everytime I cycle past it
Reminds me of some NF graffiti I saw years ago. It said something like 'theirs no blak in the unean jack, send them back'. I had to chuckle. I saw some top notch graffiti in Ulster while I was serving.
Wombwell Warriors. Remember those days very well.......early 1980s. Looking back, just teenage kids from adjacent villages having territorial ding-dongs.