mdma wrote:
I'm not a bitter drinker, but everyone knows Bitter should be creamy. Like Boddingtons, or John Smiths or Worthington. :-)
Of course, I know you can't posibly be serious. If you were there would be plenty of :pissed: :pissed: coming from me.
Anyway, when I used to live in Mancy-land everyone there was a Northern lager-drinking poof.
(N.B. Not that there's anything wrong with homosexuality per se, it just works well in the pejorative)
It was marginally better in Yorkshire, but only just, there were lots of lager drinking neds in Leeds. (A city I love btw)
There are quite a few things I could say about the North of England ;-)
Many of them positive...
The women are more friendly (or scary, depending on the situation - they hunt in packs on Friday nights wearing mini-skirts, and in the middle of winter I might add!). Down here, everyone's about to disappear up their own arse. A girl couldn't possibly talk to a man first, they just sit there like {bleep}ing mutes until they get chatted up.
You also get less of that, spoilt middle class rich kid phenomenon up there. Pretensious {bleep}s who harp on about postmodernism and are usually humanities students wearing neckerchiefs and are as fickle as {bleep}.
You get Haddock as standard when you ask for Fish and Chips. Also, mushy peas are more common. Also, onion gravy, woohoo!
Everything's cheaper (inc. women ;-))
I'll neglect to mention the negative ones... :-)
