REGARDING the article on Lancashire dialect (Letters, April 13), I was about six years old and peering through our cottage window. I saw two horse drawn carts - one leaving, the other returning to the Norden Fire Clay works, owned by my great grandfather, George Clarke, known as "the father of Methodism in Rishton."
I was fascinated when the drivers drew up alongside each other and one said: "Wee-er for are ti bahn ta mooern at neet?"
What a picturesque way of saying: "Where are you going tomorrow night?"
MARY C CLARK, Jubilee Street, Oswaldtwistle.
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