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You’ve lived a sheltered life if you’ve never heard of pack up, my dad took a mashing of tea screwed up in newspaper, it consisted of tea, sugar and condensed milk, the tea and sugar covered the milk so it didn’t stick to the paper. Happy days.

Wasn't chitterlings and bag the cow's stomach? The bag being the outer casing perhaps. Dad would always grumble about his pack up. Especially on the days mum supposedly packed him up liver sausage. This conversation was often repeated on a weekly basis. 'What were that tha' packed up today?' 'Liver sausage, why, what wer up wi' it?' questioned mum always on the defensive. 'D'in't bloody taste like it. More like potted dog.' Occasionally she would pack liver sausage up for him just to keep up the pretence that it was the shop getting it wrong. Potted 'dog' (meat) and 'pink lint' were cheap sandwich fillers. (Luncheon meat). There was a rhyme we used to recite that went like this. 'Little dog, busy street, Motor bus, potted meat.'

Tozzins right about it being off topic, and away from where we started, but I must say it is fantastic to see these personal stories. I particularly liked the drinking of tea from the saucer, it reminded me of my grandad Roy Bownes who did just that and I had totally forgotten about it. Maybe I should start another topic about "Local habits from yesteryear!"

Same here, I worked at David Mellor Design in Hathersage for ten terrible years, they supplied your cups of tea for your breaks, they used cups and saucers and for me just being a cutlery worker who’s never used a saucer in my life, so after around two weeks I stopped using the saucer and the manager wasn’t best pleased, “ you might spill tea on the floor” now this was a cutlery making and polishing area, I affective dust extraction so dirt was everywhere, I pointed this visible fact and told him “ I don’t use a saucer at home and I’m certainly not using one in my workplace” after around three weeks only the manager and the cleaner were saucer users. Once a mug of tea always a mug of tea.

Growing up on a Council estate in 1940/50s Sheffield, my family had....breakfast, dinner, tea and supper..... none of your fancy "lunch", "afternoon tea" or even "morning coffee" . 🙂

My grandparents came from Dublin too, part of the family were rubbing shoulders with the men who shaped the Irish Free State. My childhood was peppered with Irish words which I wasn’t aware of then but now I know them, two of them were Cac and Skoil, look them up. The commemorative stamp shows my two Great uncles. Michael was shot fighting the British in the 1916 Easter rising and William was killed on the Somme fighting for the British, his body was never found.

‘Expressions’ are normally used more by ‘older people’ because they have been around longer than younger people and have absorbed far more than them, when the younger people become ‘older people’ they will do just the same.

Correct, it was often used by someone who wanted to denigrate someone who he (only ever heard it used by a man, on a man) decided was inferior to him. As for clothing, this master of the English might use something like ‘tha looks like a rag man’s dummy’, we really have a way with words don’t we? 😅