Humour – Page 6 – Barrowsgate

Mair Depth Chairges

Jul 4, 1940

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in Bitties Fae Barrowsgate, Observations, Writings

Jeck and Peter finish making the oil barrel depth charge but matters get out of hand on the way to the loch, where a submarine has apparently been sighted.

Jek Maks Munitions

Jun 27, 1940

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in Bitties Fae Barrowsgate, Observations, Writings

Peter Birley calls in on Jeck to see what he is up to. Jeck is constructing a depth charge to be used on Pitbirley Loch, to counter the submarine menace. Peter offers to help with Jeck’s calculations on how much dynamite he needs, but Jeck isn’t very impressed with Peter’s maths when it comes to…

Serjint Peter Parrysheeter Pairt 2

Jun 13, 1940

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in Bitties Fae Barrowsgate, Observations, Writings

On his way home from bayonet practice, Peter Birley has a fright and thinks he has come across a German paratrooper. Thrusting his wooden bayonet into him, it turns out not to be a paratrooper after all.

Serjint Peter Parrysheeter

Jun 6, 1940

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in Bitties Fae Barrowsgate, Observations, Writings

Peter Birley’s musket was out of action so Jeck the joiner made him one out of wood, so he could practice his bayonet drills with it. As Peter lunged at him, Jeck fell to the ground and Peter thought he had killed him but the only casualty was Jeck’s medicinal bottle of Glentakit whisky.

An Ee tae Bizness

May 23, 1940

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in Bitties Fae Barrowsgate, Observations, Writings

Jeck the joiner organises burials and, on the way home after one such occasion, he is chatting to one of the mourners, who reveals that he is ninety-two years old. Jeck replies that, at that age, it’s hardly worth his while going home.

If its Home-Fed Meat – Chaw Weel

May 16, 1940

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in Bitties Fae Barrowsgate, Observations, Writings

“Asking for a friend”, Barrowsgate would be grateful to receive any parts of a waistcoat that readers might come across when eating their Sunday roast. The friend’s wife had shredded it up with the food for the bull.

My Day Aff

Apr 11, 1940

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in Bitties Fae Barrowsgate, Observations, Writings

Barrowsgate takes a bus ride into town on his day off, and overhears some interesting conversations.

Tribble Wi’ a Capital “T”

Apr 4, 1940

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in Bitties Fae Barrowsgate, Observations, Writings

Barrowsgate is thrown out of his own house after writing about his recent barbering experiences at the hands of his wife, and Sandy Fitey. To add insult to injury, Mistress Barrowsgate offers to make Sandy some boiled eggs for his tea.