Shit my Gran says.

Part of me feels like writing a long and rambling life-update type post, but the more sensible part of me keeps reminding me that I need to get on with tidying my house. I bloody hate that sensible part. Anyway, my house is a tip, so instead of a proper post I'm going to share some of my Gran's recent linguistic gems. Here goes (read them to yourself in a Lancashire accent): 

"He were sweating like a boiled cock!"

"Ee, she's getting a hefty wench!"

Feel free to incorporate these phrases into your everyday lexicon. You are welcome.


  1. May have just lost some coffee out my nose to this post x


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