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As a rule of thumb I would say,

Pyking and peeking are the same thing, you can pyke or peek..

Nebbin/Nebbyin is uninvited looking...

Having a Neb/Nebby, having a look..

 

hiya grinder j. reading these posts bring back to me some more sayings like,

thas gorra heeard like a set-pot,bladder heeard,thas gorra big scope.his got nowt between his ears,his gorra heeard like wicker aarches.

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Hi Willybite, There's a couple I remember as well.

If you were unsure about something or it was a bit Dodgie is was Dicey or Dicky ...

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Hi Willybite, There's a couple I remember as well.

If you were unsure about something or it was a bit Dodgie is was Dicey or Dicky ...

hiya the wife always says when i ask her where she wants to be in town its either ont mooer or tuther end,

and he's a reight.un,or is a flybeneet,and his puddled him,

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hiya grinder j. reading these posts bring back to me some more sayings like,

thas gorra heeard like a set-pot,bladder heeard,thas gorra big scope.his got nowt between his ears,his gorra heeard like wicker aarches.

 

I don't know about "havin' an 'eeead like wicker arches", but is someone were particularly "fly", they'd be described as being "Wide as 't' wicker arches"

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What about " She's got a gob like a parish oven"

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What about " She's got a gob like a parish oven"

 

hiya, orl ort show, orl ort shant,stop bittin an battin,his a sxxte hawk dat won,

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Daz got a memory like a sieve...

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tide mark round thi neck.

 

tha cud grow taters in them mucky lugs o dyne.

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tha cud grow taters in them mucky lugs o dyne.
and thi neck's t' colour o' t' cat's cods.

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