Saddleworth Chatter by GH
CHARLIE AND his mate Fred were enjoying a pint and a game of cards in their favourite Saddleworth pub when into the bar walked a smart, well-dressed stranger.
“Looks like a ‘Townie’ to me” says Fred. “He ain’t scruffy enough to be from round ere.”
The stranger purchased his drink and was looking around when he spotted our two mates and approached them.
He said “Excuse me gentlemen, would you mind if I sat with you and perhaps enjoy a hand of cards with you?”
“Thas reet welcome, sit thee down,” replied Charlie.
“Well thank you,” said the stranger and placed his very smart cap on the seat next to him. Soon they were all enjoying their drinks and the card game.
Then suddenly from under the table emerged Jasper, who was Charlie’s Jack Russell and had been sleeping at his master’s feet.
When the dog spotted the strange cap on the chair he grabbed it and began to toss it into the air and rip it to bits with his teeth and claws.
“I say,” exclaimed the newcomer, “Your dog has ruined my best cap.”
“Nay! Dunna worry, he soon gets bored and he will chuck it away after he has had his fun,” replied Charlie.
The irate stranger said, “Sir I do not like your attitude.”
“Nay, lad thas gitten it wrong,” replied Charlie. “It’s your hat he chewed!”
