Yorkshire Words Of The Week

From: Gillian Hirst, Kings Road, Ilkley.With reference to Sarah Todd’s Home and Country column (Country Week, February 11) she said: “My thoughts are with farmers who must barely get fothered up...”

I do not know the meaning of the word ‘fothered’ and cannot find it in my dictionary.

Sarah Todd writes: My farming family has always used the term “fother” with regard to feeding the animals – eg “We didn’t get fothered up until dinnertime”.

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However, a perhaps more common term is “fodder up” and, I presume, the inspiration behind the name of the Yorkshire Agricultural Society’s cafe and farm shop Fodder at the Harrogate showground.

From: Mrs Mary Bielby, Cromwell Avenue, Loftus in Cleveland, North Yorkshire.

Please excuse a belated letter in reply to your other correspondents on these topics below.

In and around East Cleveland twine has always been known as “Charlie Turner” or “Charlie Band”.

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The suppliers were based at Lazenby and the company is still there (Charles Turner & Sons, Farmers Friends) though the telephone directory wrongly lists them as Middlesbrough.

I think their twine was available in various outlets throughout the area in ironmongers/hardware shops, farm suppliers etc.

Sam Turner & Sons of Stokesley are probably a connection.

The Kirkleatham Estate (close to or including Lazenby) was owned by Sir William Turner (Guisborough- born, highly successful, Lord Mayor of London and very charitable in his care for his home area, founder of schools and colleges).

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His estate passed to relatives, as he had no children, and one of these, a Charles Turner, concentred on becoming a wealthy gentleman farmer.

Presumably the Turners in the farming supplies businesses are of the same line.

My inherited copy of Goodies was printed by ETD Dennis & Sons of Scarborough (& London) and appears to have been bought from Albert Holloway, Stationer, Scarborough.

I seem to remember some of the tales, or similar, appearing in Major Fairfax-Bakeborough’s long-running newspaper column and being performed by my godmother at chapel concerts when I was small.

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Sitting behind her on the stage, having sung my solo, I roared with laughter at one tale – and was severely told off later by my mother. I should have sat still and quiet.

I couldn’t possibly be still and quiet during a “Lizzy Leckonby” story.

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