Sunday, 2 May 2010

No-one, But No-one...

...can stick the knife in like a Yorkshirewoman:
‘He asked, “Do you ever come down to London? If you ever come down you must come to No10 and meet me and Sarah,”’ Mrs Duffy revealed. ‘Well, I just looked at him. I didn’t like to say it, but all I could think was, “I don’t think you’ll be there.”’
Mrs Duffy, the nation salutes you...
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7 comments:

  1. Jonny2 May 2010 at 10:01

    Er... think you'll find Rochdale is on the other side of the Pennines

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  2. JuliaM2 May 2010 at 10:17

    Ahhh, once you're past Watford, it's all 'ooop North' to me.. ;)

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  3. Brian, follower of Deornoth2 May 2010 at 10:31

    It's all dahn sarf from here.

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  4. David Gillies2 May 2010 at 22:46

    I'm from the Isle of Wight. You're all soft Northern ponces as far as I'm concerned, even those barbarians in Hayling Island.

    But you have to be careful round Rochdale way. Piss through the wrong letterbox and you'll get knifed. Take heed, Gordon, in case you were thinking of some sneaky revenge in the dead of night!

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  5. English Viking2 May 2010 at 22:58

    David Gilles,

    I went to the Isle of Wight once.

    It was shut.

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  6. JuliaM3 May 2010 at 06:39

    "But you have to be careful round Rochdale way. Piss through the wrong letterbox and you'll get knifed."

    :D

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  7. David Gillies3 May 2010 at 06:54

    EV: I know. It was called the Seventies.

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