This is important!

I was just talking about blobs the other day, explaining that there was only one of the three Yates' that it was safe to drink in.

the oldham street, m/cr branch wa ok. the branch in oldham was a guaranteed emetic (from experience).

now the cherry b in the old garret..... :eek::eek::D:D
 
fine, you lost me on 'yates blobs'

seriously?

you've never lived, aussie white wine.....

yates motto ''moderation is true temperance'' of course moderation depends on the upper lever
 
fine, you lost me on 'yates blobs'

Yates' Wine Lodge. Used to be three of them on the one street in Manc. Blobs are properly called Hawlings (sp?). Australian white wine, hot water and sugar. Sold by the pint. Tastes gorgeous and takes your fucking head off.
 
seriously?

you've never lived, aussie white wine.....

yates motto ''moderation is true temperance'' of course moderation depends on the upper lever
ta

livin' and larnin' every day is how i've got to live this long, ya heathen :cattail:
 
Yates' Wine Lodge. Used to be three of them on the one street in Manc. Blobs are properly called Hawlings (sp?). Australian white wine, hot water and sugar. Sold by the pint. Tastes gorgeous and takes your fucking head off.

you fucking lightweight! ok, its an emetic, a very strange one since the up chucking happens some time, minutes, after the retching and seems to have gone away undamaging until you try to speak and THEN the technicolour yawn happens.

quite a pleasant taste and experience on the way in though.
 
ta

livin' and larnin' every day is how i've got to live this long, ya heathen :cattail:

Sean is a southern softie.... Blobs are ratehr nice, try serving them at a dinner party, Australia day for example. Dont let the guests have stera first though, thats bad form.
 
you fucking lightweight! ok, its an emetic, a very strange one since the up chucking happens some time, minutes, after the retching and seems to have gone away undamaging until you try to speak and THEN the technicolour yawn happens.

quite a pleasant taste and experience on the way in though.

Few pints of Ruddles in the Old Cock in Didsbury, bus into town, few blobs in Yates' then either the Hacienda or The Venue on Whitworth Street. Then the night bus home. Proper night out.
 
Yates' Wine Lodge. Used to be three of them on the one street in Manc. Blobs are properly called Hawlings (sp?). Australian white wine, hot water and sugar. Sold by the pint. Tastes gorgeous and takes your fucking head off.
sounds bloody disgusting but if it tastes good? the palate knows what the palate loves
 
Sean is a southern softie.... Blobs are ratehr nice, try serving them at a dinner party, Australia day for example. Dont let the guests have stera first though, thats bad form.
a nauseous combination!
 
Was offered barley wine once and thought I couldn't go wrong.:eek:
Owt wrong wi Tetley or Wards at Hallamshire

blobs are wot gfs get
 
Few pints of Ruddles in the Old Cock in Didsbury, bus into town, few blobs in Yates' then either the Hacienda or The Venue on Whitworth Street. Then the night bus home. Proper night out.

sounds bloody disgusting but if it tastes good? the palate knows what the palate loves

spent many a happy lunch time in the old cock, then tried to look after things in parsonage gardens, before losing a rather expensive lawn mower on 1 occaion in the mersey.... bloody student pub though.

you need to try Blobs, i never used to like boddingtons bitter until i tried it. was brewed just down the road from strangeways, happily water didnt come from an artesian bore though, unlike Wilsons who had their own spring - thankfully uphil from strangeways.

they make their own scones in strangeways BTW.
 
a nauseous combination!
nah.

Was offered barley wine once and thought I couldn't go wrong.:eek:
Owt wrong wi Tetley or Wards at Hallamshire

blobs are wot gfs get
barley wine is ok im quantity, otherwise its a girls drink, like brandy and babycham...

blobs should not be confussed with periods.

Tetley's is shite if it's more than thirty miles from Sheffield.

of the yorkshire beers stones is the only half decent one.
 
Black Sheep's a nice pint if you can find it.

true.

but thats the point with these tyke bastards, they think that by hiding stuff under holmfirth civic centre they can create a market in exclusivity, stones is like the mass produced AK47 of the beer world, nowt grand, never seen on't ilkley mour, but reminiscent of yorkshire.
 
Scon

I'm a Geordie so it's a Scon..... Divvint even botha hoyin the E on the end.
 
I've never had a scone before.
It's sad to me that you have never experienced a traditional Afternoon Tea. Earl Grey in dainty porcelain, pointlessly small sandwiches with the crusts removed, and scones with clotted cream and jam. Doilies are compulsory.
 
With clotted cream, please.

She forgot the squirty cheese and that other thing, what is it - oh yea, penis butter and jello

My gran was Scots. Scones ( as in gone ) are made with soured milk, flour, animal fat, midges, flem and served wi feckin jam so help me.

Cream, whipped or otherwise is for posh southerners

I feel terribly impolite saying this, but that looks like someone spunked on ham.

I think I'll just go eat some grass in the backyard. ;)
 
pointlessly small sandwiches with the crusts removed.

Ever wondered what happens to the crusts? I have.

I once had a cash job collecting the 'end' crusts from a sandwich factory which supplied sainsburys with prepacked butties. over a dozen binliners full twice a day. Factor into that the side crusts from posh shops and its a bread mountain. :eek:
 
Ever wondered what happens to the crusts? I have.

I once had a cash job collecting the 'end' crusts from a sandwich factory which supplied sainsburys with prepacked butties. over a dozen binliners full twice a day. Factor into that the side crusts from posh shops and its a bread mountain. :eek:

With toast, butter and marmite, the ends are the best bit.
 
It's sad to me that you have never experienced a traditional Afternoon Tea. Earl Grey in dainty porcelain, pointlessly small sandwiches with the crusts removed, and scones with clotted cream and jam. Doilies are compulsory.

I once took a lady for afternoon tea at the Peninsula Hotel in Kowloon (HK). An otherwise perfect day was ruined. I don't take sugar with tea but you will never believe what they did; they didn't serve proper sugar lumps with elegant little tongs, but plonked sachet's, paper sachets of sugar in front of us.

I knew from that moment that the Colonies were going to the dogs.
 
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