General Chat

buuuuuuuuurp oh errr paddon me gals just 'ad me tea - bangers an' mash - bootyfool it were dolores

'Ere Delores . Bangers and mash 'eh!...come up in the world you 'ave girl I 'ad me wheels on meals fer lunch. Nice bit a mince an' tatties. Wiv figs an' custard fer arfters. Havin' a tin of pilchards fer me tea, sharin' 'em wiv the cat. Snowin' now........ better stock up fer a buzzard. Got some nice tins of grub left over from the war......Bit of alright they are, ......yer do know tins last fer ever....... Mildred xx

Oi Clara stop spreadin malishush rumers, I do go a theter, and when I do i go as a gal named Lynda, I haves to that cos when I goes, I goes in me posh frox I keeps in the lorft. I scub up ell an all I do, but if you want REAL gossip I can tell ya about that Chrissie Smiff, only told me i can take 'er ol man wiv me, I know she wants to get shot of 'im, but bloomin 'eck you seen 'is mug, frightening it is :)) I gota go into the middle of bloomin London termorra and it's snowin. what is the world cummin to eh? Snowin in February, who'd a fort it. See ya Gals. Mabel x x

Watcha gals, Well - I feels sorry fer you lot - all this snow - and yer lot av ter to go out in it - and I don't - me art is wiv yer gals Had anuvver load o them men and wimen pop in fer dwinks - der they fink I have munny - hmph stoney we is And gess wat - did I hear that Gladys ad bin to Rome - caw her tells lies - Rome - it in a nuvva county in it - tut tut - and as fer her stichin up Daisy - cor - I needs big time decent fowk like me and you Well gals - cockles of me art now warmed for avin yer here for a cuppa - keep it up cos yer betterer at it than me Mabe - still waitin for sum git to collect yer tiara - wots bloomin keepin yer - ay - daft cow - I no - betcha gonna try and swipe it back int yer - cer craft old moo xxxxxxxx - and shakin ead at teefless Mabe

Mornin Effie. Wot yer running then sum sorta caff? All them folks droppin in an all. Ah never saw Gladys in Rome an yeah it is annuver country. Wot a building site tho. Everyfinks falling darn and nuffinks finished an everyone goes ter look at it! Nowt so strange as folk is there? I quaite like Mabe's tiara so if she doan wan' it, chuck it ere gel. Is it bingo tonite gels or 'ave ah missed it? Yer stay indoors Effie - bleedin brass monkeys artside it is. Anyone'd fink we wos getting snow! Elsie

Oh cor blimey, what a night I've 'ad, everyone in the 'ouse as this sickness and the uvver end, bug, nasty it is, an I ave a nasty coff, and then theres the white stuff outside, what a day, an I still 'ad ter go a work fer a bit, I dunno, us old uns never get a break do we. Effie me darlin, you askin me to cum an collect me tiara luv, wots a matter wiv ya, don'tcha want it fer when you shop at the co-op? I dunno I go the set for £1.49, an you're not wearing it, go on put it on do yer housework in it, or yer crotchettin, thats what I does, wiv the uvver one I got, didn't tell ya about that one, cost me £3.59, that did, nah sorry Eff I can 'ere ya sayin' can you borrow it, nah you carnt cos I 'as that fer me bingo nights. About this Caff yer got Eff, can anyone come, cos me and the gals could do wiv a day owt, we could get a charra down there, as it got a big enuff car park fer it? Gotta go someone wants the bucket YUK! Louv ya all Mabel x x x

'Ere Mabe Oo yer fink yer are?? Bleedin royal Harseness. Bleedin lie bout that crown of yers . Yer got it in the pound shop fer a quid, along wiv that maradonna brassiere that makes 'em all pointy. Gawd knows oo yer tryin' ter impress. Give us me vest anyday, Then me charlies can keep me knees nice an' warm. Lady Mildred

Bloomin 'eck Mildred you've only gone and let the cat outta the bag ain't ya? You've put yer title down, now I'm gonna 'ave to own up to who I really am, and put my title ain't I, and you know I 'ate bein a show orf. Now I'm gonna get loadsa fan mail, beggin letters an all sorts, that Clara will be on the blinkin bloomin earole and so will that Elsie. If I've told ya once I've told ya a bleedin fousand times don't say who you are, wait 'til ya get rownd me 'ouse later, I'll give you an earful I will. Get the kettle on the hob, and you can get that cake yer brought down the market last week an you've been 'idin I'm gonna give ya a piece of my mind. HRH Mabel of the Pace

Hiya Gals Well Effie Luv - I give in - I ad visiters last Friday to try and keep up wiv yer, but I can't keep doin it regular. Even tho I buy broken biscuits from the co-op, it still gets too pricey fur me. Keepin up wiv the Jones's is one fing but keepin up wiv you Effie, an all yur visiters, is darned impossible. Naw then, what's all this nonsense about Lady Mildred an Mabel HRH? Whats the HRH stand for anyhow Mabe - 'Ave recipe andy', 'er rented ats' 'ave rotten andbags' 'er royal - ardly'. Come on naw luv - yer can't kid a kidder. Yer no more royal than what the rest of us are, even if I ave seen yer at the bingo wiv that plastic crown on yer ead. We still luv yer, even tho yur are common as muck - yer don't need tu put it on fur us lot duck. Got tu dash - see yer for tea and broken biscuits tommoro? Luv as alas - Clara xx

'Ere Effy !! I 'Erd the Queen aint going ta Chas & Moosefaces weddin'. Yer fink, there might be a space on the top table an' all. Maybe if yer donate yer lime green toaster an' wear yer crown, they might let yer sit wiv em. 'Ere ya might sit next ter that prime munster Stony Flair. Nah that be a tale ter tell.... Mildred xx

Lady Mabe Why Dy'a fink Lizzy ain't goin' ? Cos I'm gonna be there, thats why, and she don't like the fact I am bettererer than she is an she can't 'ack it. You 'ave got an invite Mild, but I've put ya next to Andrew, 'e ain't gotta woman at the minute, so ya luck might be in there gal. Clara you are just bleedin jealous love, You be a bit more friendly luv, and I may just get an invite and I could sit ya next to Cherie, if you'd like, you'd 'ave loads in common, like talkin about bein in court all the time :)) I'll ave some o them broken biccis Clara, get the kettle on darlin' and I'll tell ya all about the weddin' HRH MABEL of the Pace x x x

Hiya Gals Now look ere Mabe - I'm appointin meself spokesperson fur us all. If yur really are goin to this ere do, we'll ALL expect a ticket - won't we gals. I think it might be a good idea if yer sit me next tu 'arry though. I ave a lot of hexperience wiv youngsters, cos of our Bert and Doris. I can give im plenty of advice on owe not to get up to mischief (an owe not to get caught if e does!!). Am off to the jumble sale tonite. Well, I'll need a new houtfit an 'at won't I. Any of yer comin wiv me? Kettles on and broken biscuits out when yur ready. Luv as alas - Clara xx

'Ere ! You all 'erd bout that Colin the bleedin sheep?? Only went 'an snuffed it arfter bein' accused of allsorts. Shock kills yer know, nuffink a cup of sweet tea wont cure.... Still, got a nice lot of lamb chops on the quiet,....nudge, nudge....wink...wink...say nah more.... Mildred xx

'ere gals - look!!!! theres that new gel from down the street - right nice manners shes got - sez 'er names Martine or summat. 'Ave invited 'er to the next knees up - Dolores 'ere Mildred - we got an 'ole jar a mint sorce 'ere

'Ere Delores I like a bit a sauce ! Swap one of me war tins fer an egg cup of yer sauce gal.... Mildred x

oooh luvverly Mildred dolly, 'ere ya go. Wonder wots in this tin??? I 'opes is somfink nice Dolores

Don't pull that ring!!! It ain't no tin!! Thats one of them greenaid fingys that me ole man kept as a suvineer.!! Gladys

Dunno delores Print rubbed of in 1963.....each ones a luverly surprise Mildred x

I fort it were a funny shape. Oh no - me fingers stuck wot will I do??????? Dolores

I'll just find the fone book an call up the army peeple an see if they can elp ya! Dont let go. Just stay there....... Gladys :-0