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Come Inside... => Saloon Bar => Topic started by: Barman on October 06, 2007, 08:12:01 AM
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The North is getting richer and has narrowed the wealth gap with the South over the last few years.
How much people earn, the price of houses and employment levels have all gone up faster in the north of England.
Average earnings rose by 22% in northern regions in the five years to April 2006, compared to 18% in the South.
Source (http://uk.news.yahoo.com/skynews/20071006/tuk-it-s-no-longer-so-grim-up-north-offi-45dbed5_1.html)
All things are relative I suppose... whistle:
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"The biggest difference between The North and The South of England is in the mind of the Northerner"
Michael Parkinson, Journalist, Broadcaster and Professional Yorkshireman approx 1980
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"The biggest difference between The North and The South of England is in the mind of the Northerner"
Michael Parkinson, Journalist, Broadcaster and Professional Yorkshireman approx 1980
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Personally I measure wealth not by how much my house is worth or how big my shopping bill is but by how much money I have left after paying for life's essentials. The "Northern" way of live involves much more "going out" than does that of the typical Southerner. Houses cost more in the South and people tend to entertain at home more.
I come from so far South that you get your feet wet if you go any further and have relatives in the North of England who have, for the 60 years of my life, always carped on about how hard done by they are, how we Southerners are so much wealthier etc. Utter Bollox! We never were.
They always had two weeks holiday a year during which they travelled to the South Coast. During my childhood we went on holiday twice in 15 years because my parents could not afford to do so more often. "Days out" were the order of the day. Tracing the family tree I came across a pay slip of my father's dated in 1956. His pay, as a shop manager, was £5.00 per week. The Rent book for that period shows he was paying £1.00 of that weekly for our council house. My Uncle (his BiL) lived and worked in Manchester (He too came from the south but married a Manchester girl; at the end of the war) and still lives there. I asked him recently what he earned in 1956 £12.00 a week plus overtime for Saturday mornings. I showed him the pay slip I had uncovered. He still refuses to believe it evil:
I was married to a Girl from Yorkshire for twenty years and listened to this North South crap from my in-laws for the entire time. They were convinced that we had a better standard of living in the soft south but THEY went to the pub 5 times a week, for the evening, as a family. I was lucky if I could afford a pint after work on a Friday.
Fvcking Northerners have been pulling this crap since time began. Now that the house prices are rising and food/clothing etc are catching up with what the South has to pay let' s see if the b@rst@rds can afford the casinos, pubs and clubs every night of the week anymore. Just watch as the clubs start to close down. It'll happen .... mark my words.
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A northerner is what you are left with when you squeeze all the generousity out of a Scotsman...
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A northerner is what you are left with when you squeeze all the generousity out of a Scotsman...
happy001
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A northerner is what you are left with when you squeeze all the generousity out of a Scotsman...
I resemble that remark whistle: whistle:
Mark
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A northerner is what you are left with when you squeeze all the generousity out of a Scotsman...
I resemble that remark whistle: whistle:
Mark
whacky082
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A northerner is what you are left with when you squeeze all the generousity out of a Scotsman...
I resemble that remark whistle: whistle:
Mark
Don't take it to heart lad ~ we'll make you an Honourary Southerner ..... but that means you'll not be able to come into the bar in yer vest.
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Nooooooooo! noooo:
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Do i need to tie my whippet up outside though?
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Do i need to tie my whippet up outside though?
Yes, and remove your flat hat and cycle clips at the door.
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
Better than what? confused2:
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
It does that ~ Which is why they filmed all those tedious advertisements for it at Gold Hill, Shaftesbury, Dorset. ::)
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
It does that ~ Which is why they filmed all those tedious advertisements for it at Gold Hill, Shaftesbury, Dorset. ::)
lol: lol: lol:
My mother always used to shout at the screen ‘we never had butter after the war – rationing went on for years after…’
Every time, bless her…
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And I can assure you she was right.
(Unless you lived on a farm like some of us <snigger>)
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
Better than what? confused2:
Marmite?
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
It does that ~ Which is why they filmed all those tedious advertisements for it at Gold Hill, Shaftesbury, Dorset. ::)
sad24: Another dream shattered, damn you Red baron!
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
Better than what? confused2:
Marmite?
Hovis tastes better than Marmite then... rubschin:
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
It does that ~ Which is why they filmed all those tedious advertisements for it at Gold Hill, Shaftesbury, Dorset. ::)
sad24: Another dream shattered, damn you Red baron!
'Twere a long way t'top o' hill.
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
Better than what? confused2:
Marmite?
Hovis tastes better than Marmite then... rubschin:
Unless it has marmite spread on it.
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Why would anyone spread Nick's cat on Hovis? eeek:
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
Better than what? confused2:
Marmite?
Hovis tastes better than Marmite then... rubschin:
Unless it has marmite spread on it.
Of course, of course... confused:
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
Better than what? confused2:
Marmite?
Hovis tastes better than Marmite then... rubschin:
Unless it has marmite spread on it.
Of course, of course... confused:
I have not been well you know, too many hills, Hovis and Marmite .......
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Hovis tastes better oop North.. apparently
Better than what? confused2:
Marmite?
Hovis tastes better than Marmite then... rubschin:
Unless it has marmite spread on it.
Of course, of course... confused:
I have not been well you know, too many hills, Hovis and Marmite .......
I know Old Timer... I know... happy100
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Sounds like you have a specific axe to grind Snoopy.
I have lived in the north and down south, and am a northerner married to a southerner and my considered opinion is that the standard of living up here is better, but employment opportunities far less. Matters have improved a lot since the Tory "social experiment" of the 1980s, but if you're a career person you're still better off down south.
As to my opinion of southerners, I don't have anything against them per-se, just the one or two twats who look down their sneck at the north.
Was the "grim up north" reference no originally a reference to industrial, not economic conditions?
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Sounds like you have a specific axe to grind Snoopy.
I have lived in the north and down south, and am a northerner married to a southerner and my considered opinion is that the standard of living up here is better, but employment opportunities far less. Matters have improved a lot since the Tory "social experiment" of the 1980s, but if you're a career person you're still better off down south.
As to my opinion of southerners, I don't have anything against them per-se, just the one or two twats who look down their sneck at the north.
Was the "grim up north" reference no originally a reference to industrial, not economic conditions?
Very specific axe to grind ~ namely 40 years of being told, by those from the North, how "easy" my life was because I happened to be born in the South.
BTW Nobody has a career anymore ~ just a succession of jobs, forever chasing the dream of being "better off" when they retire. Fat Chance. ::)
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I cannot find any reference to the phrase "It's Grim Up North" in the Oxford Dictionary of Quotations. Memory tells me it was originally a sketch in either the Goodies or Monty Python but may well have predated them in Beyond the Fringe. Wikipedia gives this reference from 1991 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/It's_Grim_Up_North.
To me it has long been a piss take along the lines of "Poor? Tha' doesn't know what poor is lad ~ why we 'ad 24 of us, living in a paper bag in't middle of motorway" etc etc.
If anyone can nail this quote I'd be grateful. Might even hump your left leg next time you're in the bar. eyes:
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Can't find a reference to "Grim up North" but I've always had the notion, possibly misguided, that it stems from novels like North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell. Much like "Trouble at t'mill".
Ref: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_and_South_%281854_novel%29
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Of course there is always the "It's Grim Up North London" Cartoon that has run for many years in Private Eye.
I have a feeling that it is a bit of an "Urban Myth" ~ Probably coined to take the p*ss out of those "gritty" sixties movies like Saturday Night-Sunday Morning, Taste of Honey etc.
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Yorkshireman I (Eric Idle): Very passable, this, eh? Very passable.
All: Ay, oh ay.
Yorkshireman II (Graham Chapman): Nothing like a good glass of Chateau de Chasselet, eh, Josiah?
Yorkshireman III (Terry Jones): Oh, you're right there, Obadiah.
Yorkshireman II: Ay.
Yorkshireman I: Who would have thought, thirty years ago, we'd all be sitting here drinking Chbteau de Chaselet, eh?
All: Ay, ay.
Yorkshireman IV (Michael Palin): Them days we were glad to have the price of a cup of tea.
Yorkshireman II: Ay! A cup of cold tea!
Yorkshireman IV: Ay!
Yorkshireman I: Without milk or sugar!
Yorkshireman III: Or tea!
Yorkshireman IV: In a cracked cup and all.
Yorkshireman I: Oh, we never used to have a cup! We used to have to drink out of a rolled-up newspaper!
Yorkshireman II: The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth.
Yorkshireman III: But you know, we were happy in those days, although we were poor.
Yorkshireman IV: Because we were poor!
Yorkshireman III: Ay!
Yorkshireman IV: My old dad used to say to me: "Money doesn't bring you happiness, son!"
Yorkshireman I: He was right!
Yorkshireman IV: Ay!
Yorkshireman I: I was happier then and I had nothing! We used to live in this tiny old tumble-down house with great big holes in the roof.
Yorkshireman II: House! You were lucky to live in a house! We used to live in one room, all twenty-six of us, no furniture, half the floor was missing, we were all huddled together in one corner for fear of falling.
Yorkshireman III: You were lucky to have a room! We used to have to live in the corridor!
Yorkshireman IV: Oh, we used to DREAM of living in a corridor! Would have been a palace to us! We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woke up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House, huh!
Yorkshireman I: Well, when I say "house", it was just a hole in the ground, covered by a sheet of tarpaulin, but it was a house to us!
Yorkshireman II: We were EVICTED from our hole in the ground. We had to go and live in a lake!
Yorkshireman III: You were lucky to have a lake! There were 15 of us living in a cardboard box in the middle of the road!
Yorkshireman IV: A cardboard box?
Yorkshireman III: Ay!
Yorkshireman IV: You were LUCKY! We lived for three months in a newspaper-lined septic tank! We used to have to get up every morning, at six o'clock and clean the newspaper, go to work down the mill, fourteen hours a day, week in, week out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home, our dad would thrash us to sleep with his belt!
Yorkshireman II: Luxury! We used to have to get out of the lake at three o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of hot gravel, work twenty hours a day at mill, for twopence a month, come home, and dad would beat us around the head and neck with a broken bottle... IF we were lucky!
Yorkshireman III: Well, of course, we had it tough! We used to have to get up out of the cardboard box in the middle of the night, and lick the road clean with our tongues! We had to eat half a handful of freezing cold gravel, work twenty-four hours a day at mill for fourpence every six years, and when we got home, our dad would slice us in two with a breadknife!
Yorkshireman I: Right! I had to get up in the morning, at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill and pay mill-owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our dad would kill us and dance about on our graves, singing Hallelujah!
Yorkshireman IV: Oh, ay. And you try and tell the young people of today that, and they won't believe you!
All: No, no they won't!
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Exactly! lol: lol: lol:
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Around here in south Wales, we have always referred to the grim life up north meaning the weather.
E.g. "It's two* overcoats colder up north."
It's always been an issue here because we cannot figure why the Scots - who live further north than anyone else - choose to wear skirts. confused:
* An adjustable factor depending on how far north you mean.
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Around here in south Wales, we have always referred to the grim life up north meaning the weather.
E.g. "It's two* overcoats colder up north."
It's always been an issue here because we cannot figure why the Scots - who live further north than anyone else - choose to wear skirts. confused:
* An adjustable factor depending on how far north you mean.
The Scots in Kilts is a bit of a myth too. Dates from Victorian times. Mostly they wore "Trews".
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The Plaid was traditionally a blanket, worn not unlike a sari ie wrapped around upper and lower body for warmth, which evolved into a kilt thanks to the likes of Sir Walter Scott and co. BTW No true Scot would refer to Tartan unless talking about a biscuit tin. To them it's still The Plaid.
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I knew someone who won a Mini in a Crawfords' biscuits competition. It was tartan eeek:
It looked idiotic.
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I knew someone who won a Mini in a Crawfords' biscuits competition. It was tartan eeek:
It looked idiotic.
All Crawford biscuit tins are tartan.
Stupid boy. ::)
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Areet t'lads, professional northerner here, well not professional in that i get paid for it but two lumps o coal and the local bobby supplying me with a baton with which to beat my wife is good recompense.
Snoops that's the most wound up i think you've ever got and over such a load of bullsh1t. I have always said that quality of life versus money is better in my eyes ooop t'north. That's not to say that education is better or career prospects and i agree the working class culture of the past was ridiculous, i just feel the South is a harder place to live.
My first stab at the world of the professional was down south, commuting from Bedford to London daily, constantly put down by idiots owning half million pound shoeboxes. Image seemed to be more importat than living a good family life, it still feels to me to be the same. Remember the rant you gave me about what a family needs (2 cars, ridiculous mortgage, credit up to the hilt) I feel that 'keeping up with the jones' is more prevelant down South.
It is a bit of a generalisation and it is creeping in up north, the world is a smaller place, the media attempts to turn every young couple into posh and becks. I a not proud to be northern, pointless, like i'm not proud that i have legs. I am the person i am due to a great number of factors. However, i believe i'm more relaxed here, can better afford to live here and have most things i need. My move to Lancaster next year will see me increasingly happy.
P.S Southern shandy drinking puffs!
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Areet t'lads, professional northerner here, well not professional in that i get paid for it but two lumps o coal and the local bobby supplying me with a baton with which to beat my wife is good recompense.
Snoops that's the most wound up i think you've ever got and over such a load of bullsh1t. I have always said that quality of life versus money is better in my eyes ooop t'north. That's not to say that education is better or career prospects and i agree the working class culture of the past was ridiculous, i just feel the South is a harder place to live.
My first stab at the world of the professional was down south, commuting from Bedford to London daily, constantly put down by idiots owning half million pound shoeboxes. Image seemed to be more importat than living a good family life, it still feels to me to be the same. Remember the rant you gave me about what a family needs (2 cars, ridiculous mortgage, credit up to the hilt) I feel that 'keeping up with the jones' is more prevelant down South.
It is a bit of a generalisation and it is creeping in up north, the world is a smaller place, the media attempts to turn every young couple into posh and becks. I a not proud to be northern, pointless, like i'm not proud that i have legs. I am the person i am due to a great number of factors. However, i believe i'm more relaxed here, can better afford to live here and have most things i need. My move to Lancaster next year will see me increasingly happy.
P.S Southern shandy drinking puffs!
Errrr Is that Puffs as in gusts of wind, Poufes as in items of furniture or Poofs as in queers?
Otherwise a well balanced argument ~ a chip on each shoulder. ;)
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Areet t'lads, professional northerner here, well not professional in that i get paid for it but two lumps o coal and the local bobby supplying me with a baton with which to beat my wife is good recompense.
Snoops that's the most wound up i think you've ever got and over such a load of bullsh1t. I have always said that quality of life versus money is better in my eyes ooop t'north. That's not to say that education is better or career prospects and i agree the working class culture of the past was ridiculous, i just feel the South is a harder place to live.
My first stab at the world of the professional was down south, commuting from Bedford to London daily, constantly put down by idiots owning half million pound shoeboxes. Image seemed to be more importat than living a good family life, it still feels to me to be the same. Remember the rant you gave me about what a family needs (2 cars, ridiculous mortgage, credit up to the hilt) I feel that 'keeping up with the jones' is more prevelant down South.
It is a bit of a generalisation and it is creeping in up north, the world is a smaller place, the media attempts to turn every young couple into posh and becks. I a not proud to be northern, pointless, like i'm not proud that i have legs. I am the person i am due to a great number of factors. However, i believe i'm more relaxed here, can better afford to live here and have most things i need. My move to Lancaster next year will see me increasingly happy.
P.S Southern shandy drinking puffs!
Errrr Is that Puffs as in gusts of wind, Poufes as in items of furniture or Poofs as in queers?
Otherwise a well balanced argument ~ a chip on each shoulder. ;)
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