Northern things my Husband's taught me

Northern things my husband's taught me!  For my Geordie friends I should probably rename this but, without starting the whole "Manchester isn't in the North" debate again, this title had a nice ring to it so we're sticking with it!

Being a southerner married to a man from Manchester provides endless giggles for me and my husband. Despite having been with Simon for many years, I still find myself questioning his weird words and odd sayings. Sometimes I honestly don't have a clue what he's talking about and life is like one big Peter Kay sketch or an episode of Corrie!

So today, for a bit of fun, I thought I'd share with you, northern things my husband's taught me! 

Not wanting to go all Game of Thrones on you, but falling in love with a man from the North definitely changed me.

Pass the Pot Towel Love!

Eh? What on earth is a pot towel? For those of us not well versed in Mancunian, apparently in Manchester dishes are called pots, therefore a tea towel becomes a pot towel! I kinda love it and now in our house we "wash the pots" after our meals, it's a northern thing that I've definitely got on board with.

I'm Sweating Cobs!

Pretty sure he got this one from Peter Kay and I'm yet to work out if real life people actually say this? When I first met Simon he always used to claim he was "sweating cobs" every time he got a little hot. He doesn't really say it so much now but only because I love it so much it's become my saying, I've stolen it off him and I just can't get enough.

When is a Roll a Barm?

It's quite puzzling how many different words there are for a bread roll! Simon calls them "barms" which I love, especially as no one up here understands what on earth he's asking for! In an effort to make myself feel a little bit more northern I now like to call them barms too although it doesn't sound so great in my southern accent.

A Chippy Tea

Chippy teas don't really exist where I'm from but in the north they're a way of life and I now truly appreciate how special it is on a Friday night to treat ourselves to a bag of chips, covered in gravy of course! The rumour is true, you really can't get gravy in chip shops down south!

Extra Gravy

Whilst we're on the subject of gravy my husband has taught me that up north everything is far better with gravy. If your plate isn't completely swimming then something has gone very wrong. One of my favourite northern moments was when I was having dinner with Simon and his Mum and they both poured an entire jug of gravy over a slice of bread.  Wow!

Northern Families

I LOVE Simon's family and am so happy that I now get to call them my own. They are so kind and warm and welcomed me with open arms from the second I walked into their lives. It's true that people in the north are friendly and I feel very lucky that I'm now surrounded by my northern family.

If any of you are a southerner living in the north I'd love to hear your stories!

All photos in this post were taken by our wedding photographer Katie Bryam (http://katiebyram.com/) Please do not use any of these images without her permission.