General Chat

Ere, elo there missus woman, do yer fancy a brew ? we are all gonter go dahn ter Mildreds in a bit fer a bite.

You talking to me?

Yer, me names Dolores - wot they call ya lovey?

Mildred luv those fish paste sarnies are off. and yer cups could do wiv a clean. Mabel x

Mabel, 'ow der yer no wot me ole man likes then? Bin peerin' fru me net curtins? Elsie

My name's Jewel. Just moved in here tonight. Anyone want a Welshcake? There's an aroma in here I'm not familiar with. Is it seaweed?

'ello jewel. 'ah fink the smell is Mabe's perfume! Elsie

nah the smell is me fish paste....ive given the sarnies to the cat..... ......finkin' of that maybe it is time I changed me drawers gals. 'Ere, me cat looks kinda greenish round the gills...... Mildred x

You ain't saying we smell are ya Jewel? gis a bit of that welshcake will ya luv, cor blinky blimey that aint 'alf nice, where's it come from Scotland? Mabel x

Justa bit of a culture shock. Nice to be here though. Ooooh my hubby's just texted me. He's on his way home. Where am I? I'll tell him to knock on the door. Anyone want a snifter? I've got some Gordon's in my pinny pocket.

Whatd'ya mean Jewel where are you? your in Bloomin London Town where dy'a fink yer were then, had a bit too much of whats in yer pocket I fink, go on then gis a swig. You'll fit in 'ere nicely darlin if you bring the gin wiv ya. Mabel

*passes bottle over* Wipe the top when you finished, ok?

Sniffer...I knew a bloke called Sniffer...odd sort of bloke e was....sat all day with his marf open and his tongue 'anging out. Loved ta watch the gals. Caught im lookin at me ankles so I bashed 'im over the 'ed wiv me rollin pin. Mildred x

why wipe the top luv d'ya fink we are dirty or sumfink, well apart from Mildred that is........ now I could tell you some stories about her in the bomb shelter, gis anuvver swig and I'll tell all :))

never mind the bomb shelter - I 'eard about her last week in the bus shelter! what a card that woman is !! Dolores

Dolores, she wern't wiv that young bloke again was she? I've told her, his Muvver will be after you, he's never bin married he ain't and it ain't fair on the poor lad, he's only 63. Mabel

OOooooi ! I was jest bendin' over ta pick up me tin of spam which fell outa me basket. Not my fault that Cedric Splutter 'ad a turn and grabbed hold to stop fallin' over. Mildred x

*TapTap on front room window* Er - hello? Just looking for my wife. We've, erm, just moved into no. 15. *Wipes hand across floppy fringe and moves his bright blue eyes across the room*

Corrrrr ! Bfumy flell...me teef ave flown art and knocked art the cat... yer gave me a shock...nah wots yer name luv ? Mildred x

*rubs offside of hand against chiselled jaw* I'm Charley, but people call me Chas. Pleased to meet you.