Re: Yorkshire poem in Yorkshire language

As an ex-Huddersfield lass, I am an aficionado of Yorkshire puddings. My dad used to make a big one in the frypan, and in post-war rationing it was a whole meal when covered in thick gravy.

My partner who is a Geordie makes good ones but we've never had them here in supermarkets until just recently. They are actually made in England and we now keep a bag in the freezer all the time just for when we haven't got time or the makings for "real" ones. When we come to England I've had some good filled ones in country pubs. Lovely!

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An original saveloy and I don't mean todays muck that they call a saveloy in the chippies .
Was made by Newbolds a northern butcher.
Not quite sure if they are still in business been a few years since I was up there.
It was a brown coloured smokey spicy sausage that you could buy and just peel the skin and eat the innards.
Glorious tasting I also used to spread it on me bread and make sarnies with it. Needless to say me dad always used to have them and us kids had to look on until we grew up and started work then me mam would give us the treat to..
The same with smoked haddock I remember me dad used to have that with new potatoes and loads of butter.

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My Yorkshire mother called it Finny Haddock. I still buy it and make a kind of kedgeree - fish, hard boiled eggs, rice, in a curry sauce.

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Yep spot on so did mine, I was going to use that frase but thought no one would understand, plus I think I have been down south too long ..

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On the contrary matey, I know what saveloys are and Kedgeree, I even know about peas pudding & Faggots too!!!

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Last year when we were in England, my partner saw faggots on a pub menu and was almost delirious as you can't get them here.

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I put my Lancashire poems in the Leisure section quite a good while ago, but I did enjoy the Yorkshire poem as well as the dialects are very similar, but not quite the same.

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How about this one. I remember my mother referring to the coyle 'oyle


We're down in't coyle 'oyle
Where't muck slarts on't winders
We've used all us coyle up
And we're rait down't t'cinders,
But if bum bailiff comes
Ee'll nivver findus
Cos we'll be down in't coyle 'oyle
Where't muck slarts on't winders

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I found the over 50's forum thanks to this thread which mentions Newbold's Butchers and saveloys. It came through while searching for information on Saveloy sausages. I have just eaten a couple of saveloys but they were not of the smoked variety and although quite nice and from a respectable butcher here in Essex, they were not the smoked spicey kind I used to get from Newbolds in Middlesbrough back in the forties and fifties which are described by Longfellow! These were eaten cold and, as he said, made into a sandwich. I remember whenever we were on a trip to Middlesbrough, we would always get a few pounds of Newbold sausages to bring back home. I have had nothing close to them until I got hold of some of Philip Splett's Barling Beauties six or seven years ago!