I worked in South Manchester in my twenties, and was often called chuck, which I haven’t seen anybody mention. We had a Yorkshireman in charge of one of the departments, and he would call women, regardless of age, lass, and men, lad.
Yes I know it is early but....
Good Morning Monday 12th October 2026
Cat among the Pigeons? Not quite. (a light hearted post)
My daughter is lying about me and editing me out of her life.




