Am off outta town

[mz30]

I hate working away so not looking forward to ,working in Yorkshire this week on a pub refit,100m2 black metros 34m2 of slate and 18m2 of geometric tiles ,couldn't think of any worse tiles to be doing on a re-fit.

 

[J Sid]

Don't no what is worse, the tiles you have to lay or them funny talking folk up north. Sofahide.

 

[wayne]

Not wrong with Yorkshire mate, which part? Hate doing metros at best of times but miles worse on commercial when there's plenty of metres to do.

 

[Time's Ran Out]

Now I suppose you may find it odd but I'd look forward to doing all that and I'd take the wife so she could do a bit of shopping.
The pub refit part is a bit of concern because they'll be laying the carpets as your putting the hard stand down!
You have to enjoy the job to get the rewards and it's not all monetary .

 

[mz30]

Not wrong with Yorkshire mate, which part? Hate doing metros at best of times but miles worse on commercial when there's plenty of metres to do.

mirfield mate ,not that far but gotta be done by the end of the week ,couple of us doin it though.

 

[The Legend; Phil Hobson RIP]

Don't no what is worse, the tiles you have to lay or them funny talking folk up north. Sofahide. 

Now't wrong wit way ah talk mate, tha, must ha cloth ears.:lol:

 

[John Benton]

Gods own my son, wonderful place Yorkshire!!!

An American photographer on holiday was inside a church in Oldham taking photographs when he noticed a golden telephone mounted on the wall with a sign that read '£10,000 per call'.

The American, being intrigued, asked a priest who was strolling by what the telephone was used for. The priest replied that it was a direct line to heaven and that for £10,000 you could talk to God. The American thanked the priest and went along his way.

Next stop was in Manchester... There, at a very large cathedral, he saw the same golden telephone with the same sign under it. He wondered if this was the same kind of telephone he saw in Oldham and he asked a nearby nun what its purpose was. She told him that it was a direct line to heaven and that for £10,000 he could talk to God.

'O.K., thank you,' said the American.

He then travelled to Blackburn, Darwen, Burnley, Rochdale and Littleborough. In every church he saw the same golden telephone with the same '£10,000 per call' sign under it. The American, upon leaving Lancashire decided to travel to Yorkshire to see if Yorkshiremen had the same phone.

He arrived in Leeds, and again, in the first church he entered, there was the same golden telephone, but this time the sign under it read '50 pence per call.'

The American was surprised so he asked the priest about the sign. 'Father, I've travelled all over Lancashire and I've seen this same golden telephone in many churches. I'm told that it is a direct line to heaven, but in Lancashire the price was £10,000 per call. Why is it so cheap here?'

The priest smiled and answered, 'You're in Yorkshire now, son. It's a local call.'​

 

[The Legend; Phil Hobson RIP]

Gods own my son, wonderful place Yorkshire!!!

An American photographer on holiday was inside a church in Oldham taking photographs when he noticed a golden telephone mounted on the wall with a sign that read '£10,000 per call'.

The American, being intrigued, asked a priest who was strolling by what the telephone was used for. The priest replied that it was a direct line to heaven and that for £10,000 you could talk to God. The American thanked the priest and went along his way.

Next stop was in Manchester... There, at a very large cathedral, he saw the same golden telephone with the same sign under it. He wondered if this was the same kind of telephone he saw in Oldham and he asked a nearby nun what its purpose was. She told him that it was a direct line to heaven and that for £10,000 he could talk to God.

'O.K., thank you,' said the American.

He then travelled to Blackburn, Darwen, Burnley, Rochdale and Littleborough. In every church he saw the same golden telephone with the same '£10,000 per call' sign under it. The American, upon leaving Lancashire decided to travel to Yorkshire to see if Yorkshiremen had the same phone.

He arrived in Leeds, and again, in the first church he entered, there was the same golden telephone, but this time the sign under it read '50 pence per call.'

The American was surprised so he asked the priest about the sign. 'Father, I've travelled all over Lancashire and I've seen this same golden telephone in many churches. I'm told that it is a direct line to heaven, but in Lancashire the price was £10,000 per call. Why is it so cheap here?'

The priest smiled and answered, 'You're in Yorkshire now, son. It's a local call.'








Nice one John, I lived in saddleworth for thirty years part of the west ridings of Yorkshire.​

 

[John Benton]

Nice one John, I lived in saddleworth for thirty years part of the west ridings of Yorkshire.​

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Bit bleak in winter up there Phil !!

 

[John Benton]

Don't no what is worse, the tiles you have to lay or them funny talking folk up north. Sofahide. 

It's only a storm you soft Southern @$*&^.

Up here in Yorkshire we put our washing out to dry in weather like that.

 

[Andy Allen]

don't forget your flat cap and a whippet.....:sofahide:

 

[steve187]

used to live and work in the mirfield area, the railway is a good pub, if your in there and you hear a loud cockney accent, then its my old mate martin, who live and works in the 'city' centre. and dont forget to try the yorkshire fish cakes.

 

[wayne]

Worked in the Ladbrokes there a few months back. Not bad little town about 30 mins from me

 

[afright]

I hate working away so not looking forward to ,working in Yorkshire this week on a pub refit,100m2 black metros 34m2 of slate and 18m2 of geometric tiles ,couldn't think of any worse tiles to be doing on a re-fit.

Done plenty of pub refits for the last 14 years love them,plenty of geometric keeps your brain active,not doing any at the moment do miss it.

 

[The Legend; Phil Hobson RIP]

Bit bleak in winter up there Phil !!

Aye John, were men are men, and sheep are nervous, I remember asking an old farmer on the pennines "are you shearing that sheep?" he replied "no bugger off get your own" I'll get me coat.:lol: