A dire warning against being a typical
Yorkshire Lancashire skinflint.
Dead for want of a few pence on the finishing touch of Bird's Eye Maple to panel the sides of his bunk.
Mike Harding - Three Ha'pence A Foot
Noah: "If water comes half an inch higher, I'll get me maple for nowt."
Sam: " Three ha'pence a foot, and as for me, don't fret.
Sky's took a turn since this morning, I think it'll brighten up yet.*"
Noah: "Nay, lad, th'art wrong. It'll rain a lot more, I'll be bound. C'mon lad, sell us thy maple."
"Bugger off", said Sam, and then drowned.
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FFDpFNgbkbQ
* a favourite saying in this household!