Some Northern abomination.

Mr smith in having a pop at anyone outside of **** London shocker….

Nothing to do with being outside London, I just find staunchly defending colloquialisms and striving to hang on to a regional identity and the associated quaint affectations amusing.

LOL

I bet you’re hilarious at parties.
🙂

They love my story/party piece abought asking if the vinegar was real or non-brewed condiment this one time I was in a chippy in Lower Broughton…

Where I grew up it was a breadcake, where I live now, it’s a barm. I couldn’t go into Greggs and ask for a bacon roll, especially when the usual reply from the staff is “do you want a brew with that?”