The UK is famous for it’s rude place names.
One I spotted in a photo news item about today’s fog:
“Lixwm”.
Ooh er.
The UK is famous for it’s rude place names.
One I spotted in a photo news item about today’s fog:
“Lixwm”.
Ooh er.
I am reminded of the always under-rated The Meaning Of Liff. Flicking through my well thumbed copy now one falls upon…
Affpuddle (n.) - The hidden puddle beneath a loose paving slab that shoots a jet of dirty rainwater straight up your leg when stepped on.
Clun (n.) - A totally useless thing or person.
Fingles Cave (n.) - The unfortunate result of using incredibly cheap, rough toilet paper.
Riber (n.) - The barely soiled sheet of toilet paper which signals that the bottom-wiping process is officially over.
Scrabster (n.) - A dog that enthusiastically humps your leg.
Wetwang (n. - … erm, figure it out.
Wimbledon (n.) - That last drop of urine which, no matter how much you shake it, always ends up running down your trouser leg.
Lickey end in Worcestershire ![]()
In Upton on Severn. It was frequently stolen so it has now been concreted into the pavement.
I know a family who live in the road and a few years ago they had a residents’ meeting to decide whether they should apply for a name change. They decided not to.
Just the other day I found an old copy of Viz with a paperback of ‘Roger’s Profanisaurus’ attached as a freebie.
Not forgetting of course a schoolboy favourite from our geography text books. Brown Willy down on Bodmin Moor.
This reminds me to take yet another look into my copy of The Deeper Meaning of Liff. I haven’t done that in too long a time.