T's a bit on't posh side fer mi 'n arr Bert leek, but still pub wah nice. U'st t' be a 'otel it wor. Kings n Queens used t' come fer they're summa 'olidays. Leeks a bit like 'Dahn'ton Abbey. Bonhommes it wor called, reite smashin' boozer! and wi' only went an won t' pub quiz annal, a tenna t's not t' be sniffed at.
Only thing wa' some body swine said wi wor cheetin ! cheeky aypaths! So wi' mite have 'had a quick look up on arr Normas posh new aye phone, on was 't called, oh aye t'nternet.
T's only ten bob a week on 't weekly neva neva it wor, an it das allsorts! even leeks up pub quiz questions- an' tells ya where ya 'arr, an wot time t's in Khanader! bloody clever stuff all that aint it!
Thah wor no need t' be so nasty abaht it' A reite cheeky cheeky swine he wor! Seyin he copped us cheetin'. Arr bert giv 'im a quick belt round t'ear leek.
Wi gave 'em their tenna back annal, sod 'em.
We took Gran'bairns on t' sands bless 'em. Gorr' em a bucket n' t' spade but it wor' a bit on 't cold side fer all that.
Aye a reite smashin' day it wor.
'Ad to laff tho' arr Bert must 'a thought it wor Christmas arr summat, as he tried to grope mi when I gorr 'ome. I soon purrra stop t 'is shenanigans.
'Aye I told 'im straight.
'Gerr off ya dirty git.
He soon took t' 'uff then.
