ootside toilets....first home and all that..ha

Going back to toilets, I was just thinking this morning how much more healthy and private it was when we had them 'up the yard'.

I wonder if future generations will think it's odd that we have them in the middle of the house, right next to the kitchen or living room.

A bit like my surprise when I read from Samuel Pepys' diary that he would relieve himself in the middle of the night in the corner of the fireplace. Not sure whether it was for a 1 or 2, probably both.

I don't think there is a cinema at Meadowfield now, Maggiemaybe. There's a newish leisure centre, where my grandson sometimes plays football, and a climbing wall on the industrial estate which is great for birthday parties. I drive through Langley Moor and Ushaw Moor. Lovely views of Deerness Valley. Grandson's football team is Deerness Valley.

Sorry if you think I am " being ridiculous" jendurham there was no need for that comment but I don't want to fall out or argue over something that was supposed to be a fun thread , so let's just move on.

You are being a bit ridiculous now, Gillybob. You gave me a link to an article, which I looked up even though it is the DM.
The fourth line, even before starting to read the article, gives the date.
Can't help it if I read what I'm asked to, can I?
You obviously do not remember anything previously written either. My parents always read the DM and my mother used to give me cuttings from the DM until she died in 2006. That's what my mother has to do with it.

Blimey I have never heard of the "other meaning" harrigran no wonder DH looks pathetic when I keep tell him "if he wants his bait he will have to do it himself"

"That's a bit desperate" checking the age of the article so you can criticise me for it Jendurham and what on earth has your mother got to do with it?

I'm sure it was Meadowfield we kids all used to walk to in a big unsupervised group for Saturday matinee films, Jendurham. Sometimes I think I must be imagining things though, as it seems so unlikely that we took pop bottles with us to get cheap tickets! I definitely remember sitting enthralled with a Western playing at full volume and missiles flying over our heads thrown between the big boys at the front and the big boys at the back!

Yes when I think about it. But I just never thought of it. Thanks

heb euphemism for nookie

Please tell because I used to put bait up

glass putting his bait up used to have another meaning too

My son works at Meadowfield, Maggiemaybe, just down from Langley Moor. My husband was brought up in Ashington and Broomhill. His grandads were both miners, but his dad was a builder, repairing houses for the NCB in Northumberland.
Gillybob that's a bit desperate, trawling the DM for a seven year old article.
Not even my mother would have shown me that to try and prove a point.

I have always said bait no matter where I have lived. In the Midlands it was snap and to an ex Scottish husband it was pieces

when I remember he would also like his socks and undies left out...I am afraid he would have to go sockless and commando for me

Oh Glass you don't do you? Mine would starve if he waited for me to put his bait up! Mind you we have a microwave at work which is VERY handy !

I still put my DH bait up

Well it is the DM, but just what I thought.

We still have baitboxes here in the North East hebrideanlady. The young lads who work with us still have their "bait" at lunch time although the sandwiches are a little bit more exotic these days.

Sorry it's from the dreaded DM but nevertheless........

www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-481865/Superstar-hypocrite-Meet-Sting-master-contradictions.html

I have not heard "bait box" for years

My paternal family were all pitmen, they worked down the Rising Sun in Wallsend after the family moved to Wallsend. My Dad would bring his jam and bread sandwiches back from the pit and they had a different taste altogether, we all would fight over any left in his bait box.

jen I had heard he only came back when he had to ie Durham Cathedral (or when he had to for his own benefit, I might be wrong I dont have inside information).

My Aunt's house had an ash midden until the 60s, she also had gas lights and the bath under the kitchen bench.
We had lino on the floor with proggy mats. DH said he had a greatcoat on his bed to keep him warm, we must have been quite posh because I had a Durham quilt.

The village with the earth closets was Charltons, near Guisborough, after we'd moved "down South" to Cleveland, but when my dad was a miner we lived in Littleburn, Langley Moor.

Which pit village, Maggiemaybe?