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Peter A Rushforth
Jan 20, 05 - 10:06 PM |
Eating Out in Bradford
I first came across the late Bert Gaunt performing with his brother at the Bradford Alhambra and some years after saw him performing on television. Later he took part in a number of plays on the stage and also had small parts in "Open All Hours" and "Brookside". He also performed, and I believe composed, a modern Yorkshire dialect poem -"Eating Out in Bradford" which North Country fowk will understand and enjoy: "Ah've just had chop suey i' Bradford, Ah'd nivver a thowt it could be. Nay, we'd heard of this caff like, An' just for a laf like, We went in -- the missus an' me. We got in, you'd nivver believe it, There were paintings of dragons on t'wall. And a lantern went round wi' a tinkling sound, An' it didn't seem like Bradford at all. They brought us two portions of '30', An' a bloody big plate full of rice. There were chicken chopped small, An' bean shoots an' all, An' God knows what else at the price. The waiter, a nice little fellah, We'd finished, he bowed with his head. Ah said: "Sithee, old chum, That were gradely, by gum". But he didn't understand what Ah said. Ah've just had chop suey in Bradford, An' Ah must say it tasted quite good. We'll go there aggen like Ah don't know just when like, But next time we'll have Yorkshire pud!" |
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