are a few examples of Norfolk dialect in use, as well as the
dry sense of humour:
there, Wilet, whoa, Gypsy, sdockey time, heres
yar nosebags tergethar. Now then you fules, wait till I git
yar bits out. Come on, Bob, lets knock a blairze on
an well het. Thass suffun cold terdear, blowed
if i tearnt. Les see what th old woaman
a put up forrus in the dinner bag. Cor blast, bread
an pullet an no thumbit. Thass a rummun thar-iss
nowt on an nowt tut. Ill hev suffun, gimme thar
ole rat, hell do. Whass a marrer meart, carnt yer eat
yars? Doant trow it awear bor, I can eart it, fat an
all. Give us hold onnut if its gorn a meark yer sick.
You younguns er too finnicky nowadears.
BY P.H.T. KING
a blairze on is, of course, to make a fire, but bread
an pullet an no thumbit, meaning dry bread
and no fat on it, requires some further explanation.
thumbit is an inverted pyramid of bread taken out of
a half loaf to hold margarine or dripping. The piece of bread
removed is put between the dirty thumb and the meat on top
of the half loaf. This can be held comfortably in the left
hand, while the right holds a pocket-knife to cut the loaf,
meat, cheese, onion, etc., and also to spread the fat. With
practise one can cut round the thumbit and eat almost all
the half loaf without shifting the thumb.
played a similar trick when quite a boy, while bird-scaring.
I met a neighbouring scarer for lunch in an old lane and we
made a bonfire. His brother brought him a hot meal from home.
As my family were on the parish, I had nothing;
so I put a dead mouse on his plate. He promptly lost his appetite
and his temper, and I had his lunch.
in Norfolk have been known to carry a brick in their side-bag
to make it look as if it contained something to eat.
anyone know the story behind the picture? It would be nice
to credit the photographer.
REPLY TO THE ABOVE REQUEST...
Mr Webmaster Bor,
throw nothin out. Specially not books!
Im an exiled Fenman from Cambridgeshire (Wed say
B not Bor) I was tidy pleased to find your website.
The point of all this is Ive got some old East
my parents used to take and your picture [above]
in the March 1960 issue. It just calls it Dinner Time
but does have a photographers name: P.H.T. King, which
you said youd like.
Most helpful indeed, Christopher, many thanks for your help!]
counties hev nearmes searm as Norfolk
Whot never sound quite loike they spell.
So, because Im a trew Norfolk dumplin
I fare ter know some onnem well.
why should Wy-mond-ham be Windham?
And Happ-is-burghs Haisboro, yew see,
And Haut-bois....well, thass known as Hobbies.
They reckun thass French - dunt arsk me!
By-laugh whot lay close ter Dereham,
Called Belaw, at least so they say,
And Gar-bold-is-ham-well, jist leave out the middle
Then Garbleshams the trew Norfolk way.
Colney, well, thass known as Coney,
An Cost-ess-ey thas Cossey fer sure.
Hindol-vest-on is well know as Hilderstun,
But please dunt arsk me what for!
old folk at Wive-ton say Wiffen,
An the neartives of Cley will say Clay,
While Glandfords referred to as Glanfer,
Thass torkin the trew Norfolk way.
Norfolk for Salt-house is Saltus,
An Morston - just leave out the T.
While Stody is allus called Study,
That dew seem a rumun ter me.
Stiffkey what locals call Stukey
An their cockles are called Stukey Blews.
Thow, o course, the village med headlines
When the parson wuz well in the news.
list ent complete I assure yew,
But these few are a proof jist ter show
Thass roight trew whot the rhyme say o Norfolk....
We allus dew diffrunt, yer know!
Wind by John Kett
leave your comments or any questions in the FOND
as wed like to hear from yew, tergether!