After Branwell Bronte.
Yorkshire slang for an intellecual, drug addled, boozed-up waster, (of which there are many here) or one with pretentions of being such - after the infamous opium guzzling brother of the Bronte sisters, who allegedy wrote the novel 'Wuthering Heights but was too wrecked to notice that his sister published it under her name!
Yorkshire slang for an intellecual, drug addled, boozed-up waster, (of which there are many here) or one with pretentions of being such - after the infamous opium guzzling brother of the Bronte sisters, who allegedy wrote the novel 'Wuthering Heights but was too wrecked to notice that his sister published it under her name!
(Two old mates meet in a chance encounter at the bar)
Jim-bob: Yo, Marmaduke. How ya doing?
Marmaduke: Hey, I'm fine mate. How's your Ralph?
Jim-bob: Ah, he's always mashed and on the lash these days.
Marmaduke: Yeah, I heard he's turned into a bit of a Branwell.
Jim-bob: Yo, Marmaduke. How ya doing?
Marmaduke: Hey, I'm fine mate. How's your Ralph?
Jim-bob: Ah, he's always mashed and on the lash these days.
Marmaduke: Yeah, I heard he's turned into a bit of a Branwell.
by chris firth January 25, 2007
Get the branwellmug. The subjective experience of time passing confirmed as about right by external, objective measuring criteria ie an hour feels about like an hour, and this is confirmed by looking at a clock, where an hour has indeed been measured as having passed. As opposed to (e-time), where time seems to pass at a quicker or slower rate than external measuring systems would suggest.
1. I had an hour real time left at work - and it passed in exactly an hour on the clock.
2. It seemed I'd only been online a few minutes real time, but when I looked at the clock it had been three hours.
2. It seemed I'd only been online a few minutes real time, but when I looked at the clock it had been three hours.
by chris firth September 09, 2006
Get the real timemug. somebody whose humour kills a conversation or party; a person who thinks they are incredibly funny and popular, but who everyone else thinks is a real twat. somebody who laughs at their own jokes, but who no one else finds remotely funny. Derived from the dead clown in Shakespeare's 'Hamlet'
Herbert told us this bad joke about a Chinese dyslexic dairy farmer who bought a herd of woks. Nobody laughed at all. He's a right yorick.
by chris firth August 22, 2006
Get the yorickmug. A public washhouse, ie laundrette, where goths without washing machines at home go to wash their clothes.
Gothdrettes only have 'dark wash' facilities, and are open from 11.55pm to 4.55am.
Gothdrettes only have 'dark wash' facilities, and are open from 11.55pm to 4.55am.
Lady Goth: Phew! You smell slightly. Too much petulia!
Smelly Man Goth: Yeah, I know. Sorry. I'm putting all my gear into a bin bag and going to the gothdrette at midnight.
Lay Goth: You putting in your boots??!!
Smelly Man Goth: Don't get dark. No one puts their heels in the gothdrette machines. They come out like death warmed up!
Smelly Man Goth: Yeah, I know. Sorry. I'm putting all my gear into a bin bag and going to the gothdrette at midnight.
Lay Goth: You putting in your boots??!!
Smelly Man Goth: Don't get dark. No one puts their heels in the gothdrette machines. They come out like death warmed up!
by chris firth September 15, 2006
Get the gothdrettemug. 1. A personal awareness that ones breath does not smell good, either having imbibed tea, alcohol, mints, but usually coffee.
2. Smelly, coffee breath, as experiened by school pupils when their teachers speak to them within sniffing distance just after morning break.
2. Smelly, coffee breath, as experiened by school pupils when their teachers speak to them within sniffing distance just after morning break.
Check out girl: Seventeen pounds and thirty three p, please.
Shopper: Here you go, love. (stoops too low as handing over cash). Sorry about my teacher breath.
Check out girl: No worries (but thinking: Urgh. This stront mings of coffee.
Shopper: Here you go, love. (stoops too low as handing over cash). Sorry about my teacher breath.
Check out girl: No worries (but thinking: Urgh. This stront mings of coffee.
by chris firth September 23, 2006
Get the teacher breathmug. A tranquil time of being blasted, blitzed, drunk, stoned or tripped out without any negative awareness of external social, political or moral intrusions. No bad vibes intrude into the space hour mood. It need not be an actual hour of real time - it could be a few minutes euphoria on crack or metaamphets., or a whole life time just spliffed out from dusk till dawn in front of Nature, a TV or games console.
1. Nothing gets me in my space hour, baby.
2. Traveller: How long have you been sitting here wasted beneath this tree?
Bhuddist Hippy: Oh, all my life. Just a space hour, man.
2. Traveller: How long have you been sitting here wasted beneath this tree?
Bhuddist Hippy: Oh, all my life. Just a space hour, man.
by chris firth September 12, 2006
Get the space hourmug. the country experienced by inhabitants of England (UK)who feel sidelined or marginalised by the norms, constraints and political controls imposed by the ruling government or over-heavy bueracratic system; the inner experience people in England (or any other country) who experience a sensation of anger and frustration inflicted by their nation's prevalent cultural status.
by chris firth August 13, 2006
Get the angerlandmug.