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  • Roslynmuse
    Full Member
    • Jun 2011
    • 1256

    Originally posted by Ferretfancy View Post
    Did he have a notice in the shop? Please don't sit on the bacon slicer, we are getting behind in our work. ( It's the way we tell them!)


    Bacon rind! That was the best bit of bacon when I was a kid! (Also, full English breakfast fried in LARD... especially fried eggs; so much tastier than that "healthy" vegetable oil!)

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    • Eine Alpensinfonie
      Host
      • Nov 2010
      • 20576

      The rag and bone man.

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      • ferneyhoughgeliebte
        Gone fishin'
        • Sep 2011
        • 30163

        Originally posted by Eine Alpensinfonie View Post
        The rag and bone man.
        One still comes round here (about once a month - horse & cart, call ["Raggunbow!"] - the whole shebaggin). Don't think he collects many bones, though.
        [FONT=Comic Sans MS][I][B]Numquam Satis![/B][/I][/FONT]

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        • LeMartinPecheur
          Full Member
          • Apr 2007
          • 4717

          Originally posted by Ferretfancy View Post
          Did he have a notice in the shop? Please don't sit on the bacon slicer, we are getting behind in our work. ( It's the way we tell them!)
          Ahem, "...behind in our orders".
          I keep hitting the Escape key, but I'm still here!

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          • mangerton
            Full Member
            • Nov 2010
            • 3346

            Originally posted by Serial_Apologist View Post
            Maybe so that she could get back by five past, and the bacon would still be fresh.

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            • mangerton
              Full Member
              • Nov 2010
              • 3346

              Originally posted by Ferretfancy View Post
              Did he have a notice in the shop? Please don't sit on the bacon slicer, we are getting behind in our work. ( It's the way we tell them!)
              An oldie but goodie, as is this:-

              Housewife goes into grocer's shop on a cold winter's day to find the proprietor standing with his back to the stove.

              "Is that your Ayrshire bacon?", she asks.

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              • Nick Armstrong
                Host
                • Nov 2010
                • 26575

                Originally posted by Roslynmuse View Post
                Bacon rind! That was the best bit of bacon when I was a kid!
                Oh yes!! I used to be given the raw bacon rind to munch when I wor a lad too ! Used to be a treat !

                I'd forgotten that.


                Originally posted by mangerton View Post
                An oldie but goodie...
                A sudden rash(er) of bacon jokes!

                Of course one cannot pass on without mention of the other great 'bacon slicer' gag....


                I went into the butcher's, looked around and said: what's happened to your assistant? Butcher said: I sacked him. I said: Why? He said: I caught him with his you-know-what in the bacon slicer. I said: Blimey, what have you done with the bacon slicer? He said: I sacked her an' all!






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                Last edited by Nick Armstrong; 31-01-16, 00:46.
                "...the isle is full of noises,
                Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
                Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
                Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."

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                • french frank
                  Administrator/Moderator
                  • Feb 2007
                  • 30526

                  Originally posted by Caliban View Post
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                  A sudden rash(er) of bacon jokes!
                  Not so much a joke, but …

                  Google appears not to know the phrase, so perhaps it was a family expression: mother used to refer to "landlady's rashers" - which meant bacon cut in very thin slices. I think it was associated with seaside holidays in a guesthouse where the landlady showed the breakfast bacon the frying pan then whipped it out and served it up as 'two rashers' whereas properly cooked it would have shrivelled up to half the size.
                  It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.

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                  • Serial_Apologist
                    Full Member
                    • Dec 2010
                    • 37872

                    Originally posted by ferneyhoughgeliebte View Post
                    One still comes round here (about once a month - horse & cart, call ["Raggunbow!"] - the whole shebaggin). Don't think he collects many bones, though.
                    The one who visited S Ken in my childhood would call out something like, "I'll be 'avin you". Really used to freak my mum out!

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                    • Eine Alpensinfonie
                      Host
                      • Nov 2010
                      • 20576

                      Fish and chips in newspaper.
                      Trolley buses.

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                      • ferneyhoughgeliebte
                        Gone fishin'
                        • Sep 2011
                        • 30163

                        Originally posted by Serial_Apologist View Post
                        The one who visited S Ken in my childhood would call out something like, "I'll be 'avin you". Really used to freak my mum out!
                        You didn't live on "Alba Avenue", by any chance?
                        [FONT=Comic Sans MS][I][B]Numquam Satis![/B][/I][/FONT]

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                        • french frank
                          Administrator/Moderator
                          • Feb 2007
                          • 30526

                          Cigarette cards.
                          It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.

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                          • ahinton
                            Full Member
                            • Nov 2010
                            • 16123

                            Originally posted by french frank View Post
                            Cigarette cards.
                            Given time, maybe also cigarettes themselves...

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                            • vinteuil
                              Full Member
                              • Nov 2010
                              • 12964

                              ... in his tutorials my Anglo-Saxon tutor used to offer his undergraduate students snuff. For all sorts of reasons, I don't think that wd happen now.

                              And I remember the Senior Legal Adviser where I first worked wore spats. I have never since seen anyone in a normal working environment wearing spats.

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                              • Nick Armstrong
                                Host
                                • Nov 2010
                                • 26575

                                Originally posted by vinteuil View Post
                                ... I remember the Senior Legal Adviser where I first worked wore spats. I have never since seen anyone in a normal working environment wearing spats.




                                Did he ever go to Florida?

                                cf "SOME LIKE IT HOT"
                                Agent Mulligan to "Spats" Colombo


                                MULLIGAN
                                Well, well, well: Spats Colombo.

                                SPATS
                                Hello, copper. What brings you down
                                to Florida?

                                MULLIGAN
                                I heard you opera-lovers were having a
                                little rally - so I thought I better be
                                around in case anybody decides to sing.

                                SPATS
                                Big joke!

                                MULLIGAN
                                Say, Maestro - where were you at
                                three o'clock on St. Valentine's Day?

                                SPATS
                                Me? I was at Rigoletto.

                                MULLIGAN
                                What's his first name? And where
                                does he live?

                                SPATS
                                That's an opera, you ignoramus.

                                MULLIGAN
                                Where did they play it - in a garage
                                on Clark Street?

                                SPATS
                                Clark Street? Never heard of it.

                                MULLIGAN
                                Ever hear of the DeLuxe French Cleaners
                                on Wabash Avenue?

                                SPATS
                                Why?

                                MULLIGAN
                                Because the day after the shooting you
                                sent in a pair of spats - they had
                                blood on them.

                                SPATS
                                I cut myself shaving.

                                MULLIGAN
                                You shave with your spats on?

                                SPATS
                                I sleep with my spats on.

                                You boys know anything about any garage?

                                FIRST HENCHMAN
                                Us? We was wid you at Rigoletta's !!

                                The henchman's punchline has become a bit of a saying in our family, when wishing to be evasive....
                                "...the isle is full of noises,
                                Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
                                Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
                                Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."

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