In The Forest of Dean talk (General)
by kiwiceltic , New Zealand, Tuesday, July 01, 2008, 02:04 (5999 days ago)
This was told to me via email from a cousin of mine Ivan ELSMORE
"In The Forest of Dean talk, it would be, how biss thee old buddy and or butty, imediatly you would know you are a forester. They were shy and weary people and careful over strangers, he found as soon as you could speak a few words such as he had given you are accepted as one of them".
Am interested to know of anymore sayings as such.
Vorest Speak
by slowhands , proud of his ancient Dean Forest roots, Tuesday, July 01, 2008, 02:41 (5999 days ago) @ kiwiceltic
Awld Butt
Thic zite
http://www.bbc.co.uk/gloucestershire/voices2005/glossary.shtml
bisn't daddocky !
S
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Ἀριστοτέλης A Gloster Boy in the Forest of Dean ><((((*>
Vorest Speak
by Jean Herbert , Leeds Yorkshire, Tuesday, July 01, 2008, 04:38 (5998 days ago) @ slowhands
You're doing it again Slowhands. Keep off the tablets. Jean
Vorest Speak
by ChrisW , Tuesday, July 01, 2008, 07:03 (5998 days ago) @ Jean Herbert
No wonder I could never understand a word Uncle Ivor said.
But what about "Oleland", any ideas ?
by michelemcook , Wednesday, July 13, 2011, 07:37 (4891 days ago) @ slowhands
Can anyone living in the Forest translate some local dialect?
I know that "Ow Bist" means "How are you".
But what about "Oleland", any ideas ?
It's an interesting dialect with some lovely words!
But what about "Oleland", any ideas ?
by admin , Forest of Dean, Wednesday, July 13, 2011, 09:31 (4891 days ago) @ michelemcook
Can't locate any information on "Oleland". In what context does the word appear?
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Collection of Forest Words.pdf
Miscellaneous Section
http://www.forest-of-dean.net/joomla/resources/documents-and-articles
There are 139 words in the collection
But what about "Oleland", any ideas ?
by maurice , Wednesday, July 13, 2011, 11:38 (4891 days ago) @ michelemcook
Oleland is I believe a Forest expression for "old un" or "old one"
Maurice
But what about "Oleland", any ideas ?
by peteressex , Tuesday, May 29, 2012, 21:20 (4570 days ago) @ michelemcook
Some of the dialect is clearly a remnant of earlier times. Ow bist = how bee'est (thou), very similar to the German familar form "Wie bist du" = how are you, so probably an expression with Anglo-Saxon roots. The old thee and thou form was certainly still around when I was a kid. I got in the Pidcocks Canal at Lydney approx 1954 and came out smelling of something other than roses. My great aunt's consequent wrath rings in my ears to this day: "Get thee in bath, thou bugger!"
Vorest Speak
by peteressex , Tuesday, May 29, 2012, 07:51 (4570 days ago) @ slowhands
Well oil be darned, ta butty.
Vorest Speak - listen to the words
by slowhands , proud of his ancient Dean Forest roots, Saturday, June 22, 2013, 10:38 (4181 days ago) @ slowhands
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efWLFRALKCs
I be a Vorest Miner, we blue scars on me vace
Born and bred a Vorrester, an proud ta be thic race
I worked the pits, al or the Dean, Cyannup and Waterloo.
Crump Medda ,Strip an at it,Narthern and Eastern too
Its bin a rough an dirty life the Coal is ard ta win
Me knees is bust me back is bent, me Lungs as black as zin
I zwung me pick both night an doy, I worked the 12 Inch zeam
An life is very divrent vrom all me childhood dreams
When i wuz yung,I roamed the ood's az vree az any breeze
round Voxes Bridge an Lightmore tump I'd wander az i pleaze
Down Edges Scowles an up agyun, an round Shakemantles loop
In rain an shine, in wind an Snow, to vind me vathers ship
Now I'm a mon i as ta work, ta veed me kids an wife
So its down the cage to earn a wage, Zurry what a life
We all the years spent underground, I be veelin like a Mole
An in me yud the thought rings out, I hates this bloody Coal
On vriday night i comes off zhift, ta get me weekly poy
An then off wum to divvy up, me vittern inta cloy
For if its bin ashart owld wick, there yun much left vor we
An i be vaced we ungry kids, an Bread an Jam ver Tea
But if its bin a good owld wick, I gooes off down the Pub
I no's me kids be warm an zafe, the pantry's vull ov grub
I has a drink we me owld buts, then its wum across the tump
Its slowly now i wendsme woy, me belly vull ov Scrump
Vor i be a Vorest Miner, we blue scars on me vace
Barn an bred a Vorrester, an proud to be thick race
I worked the pits all or the Dean, Cyannup and Waterloo
Crumpmedda Strip an at it, Narthern an Eastern too
Cyannup - Cannop Colliery
Crumpmedda - Crump Meadow Colliery
Narthern - Northern United Colliery
Eastern - Eastern United Colliery
Waterloo - Colliery near Lydbrook - Albert and Edward
Edges Scowles - probably the Scowles near Coleford
Shakemantle - Colliery nr Cindeford / Ruspidge
Voxes Bridge - Foxes Bridge Colliery Cinderford
Lightmoor - Colliery near the Dilke Hostpital Cinderford
12 inch Zeam - 12 inch Coal Seam
Scrump - Scrumpy / Cider
Vittern inta Cloy - Splitting his wages into rent and other debts, and a colliery fee
Vathers Ship - Father's Sheep ( see other references to Sheep Badger)
I am a Forest Miner, with blue scars on my face
Born and Bred a Forester, and proud to be that race
I worked the pits, all over the Dean, Cannop and Waterloo
Crump Meadow, Strip'n At It, Northern and Eastern too
Its been a rough and dirty life, the coal is hard to win
My knees are bust, my back is bent, my lungs as black as sin
I swung my pick both night and day, I worked the 12 inch seams
and life is very different to all my childhood dreams
When I was young I'd roam the Woods as free as any breeze
round Foxes Bridge, and Lightmoor tump I'd wander as I please
down Edge's Scowles and up again and round Shakemantle's loop
In rain and shine, in wind and snow, to find my fathers sheep
Now I'm a man, I have to work, to feed my children and wife
so its down the cage to earn a wage, sorry what a life
With all the years spent underground, I'm feeling like a mole
and in my head the thought rings out, I hate this bloody coal
On Friday night I come off my shift, to collect my weekly pay
and then off home to split my wages, bills to pay
for if its been a short old week, there is not much left for me
and I'll be faced with hungry children, and bread and jam for tea
But if its been a good old week, I'll go off to the pub
I know me children are warm and safe, the pantry is full of food
I have a drink with my mates, then home across the tump
Its slowly now I wind my way, my belly full of scrumpy
For I am a Forest Miner, with blue scars on my face
Born and Bred a Forester, and proud to be that race
I worked the pits, all over the Dean, Cannop and Waterloo
Crump Meadow, Strip'n At It, Northern and Eastern too
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Ἀριστοτέλης A Gloster Boy in the Forest of Dean ><((((*>
Vorest Speak - listen to the words
by Jefff , West London, Middlesex, Saturday, June 22, 2013, 13:28 (4181 days ago) @ slowhands
Fantastic find & post S, thanks !
Probably already been mentioned on this site, but it's also well-worth finding the Glos Country Life Series cd "Forest Talk" featuring the work & voices of local poets Harry Beddington, Keith Morgan & Winifred Foley. Hopefully local libraries will have it altho I cannot find it in their catalogue ?. Snippets can be heard on a wellknown internet shopping site.
http://www.wyastone.co.uk/forest-talk-an-evening-of-songs-poetry-and-humour-from-the-fo...
(ps trivia item, for the year or maybe two upto my nan's death in 1992, Winifred Foley & hubby became nan's nextdoor neighbour in Huntley, I think she was in-between homes at the time ?. A lovely lady who happily signed some books for me.)
In The Forest of Dean talk
by winky , Winelands, South Africa, Friday, July 04, 2008, 10:44 (5995 days ago) @ kiwiceltic
ow bist auld butt, thik un, chunt,........ trying to remember the old things! these things i had to forget in a bit of a hurry when i went to lydney grammar school in 1956 and not only could noone understand what i said but also my leg got pulled constantly.
In The Forest of Dean talk
by unknown, Wednesday, July 13, 2011, 12:51 (4891 days ago) @ kiwiceltic
If you really want to get in Vurrest then pop along to the library and take out the book "Forest of Dean Humour" by Harry Beddington of Cinderford.
You wil spend many hours reading and then deciphering what is printed.. facinating and time consuming but a real eye opener into the forest dialect.
Happy reading..