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It derives from the french,manquer meaning to fail or miss out:someone who manks allthe time is missing out and risking opprobium from respectable society.An excerpt may illustate

 

 

"Le marquis de sade manquait tojours,avec des femmes mauvaises,et maintenant il est tres fatigue."

 

The MDS was always manking(around) with bad women and is now very tired.

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During the 50's my old dad used to refer to "Mankin" (Malcolm) Campbell the land/water speed record holder and as he rarely left Sheffield he must have picked up the word there!

Welcome to Sheffield forum dahnsarf whatever are tha mankin about down there for.

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Money, mate, and a couple of wives from Sarf Landin, now retired and would like to cash in the house and get back to my roots, but offspring scattered around here so that may not be a goer with 'er indoors 2. Fortunately some neighbours with similar roots so it int all bad news!

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Money, mate, and a couple of wives from Sarf Landin, now retired and would like to cash in the house and get back to my roots, but offspring scattered around here so that may not be a goer with 'er indoors 2. Fortunately some neighbours with similar roots so it int all bad news!

Well you can buy half of Sheffield with London house prices.

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Mankers A Sheffield Word.

 

Nah then Cuttsie,

 

Mankin', if done correctly is as enjoyable as another hobby that comes to light if you turn the first letter upside down.

 

Wake a copy of this quickly because it won't be here long. Huh!

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Mankers A Sheffield Word.

 

Nah then Cuttsie,

 

Mankin', if done correctly is as enjoyable as another hobby that comes to light if you turn the first letter upside down.

 

Wake a copy of this quickly because it won't be here long. Huh!

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My mother used to say if tha does that a lot it will send thee blind.

So I asked her if I could do it a bit and ware glasses.

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An old pal of mine has set me going on the Mankin topic once again, He reminded be about coal house Kate who lived on the Parsons Cross and liked to have a drink or two in the Red Lion behind the City Hall on Friday and Saturday neet.

 

Now this pal who shall be nameless as his belovered might recognise his style was trying his hand at the Mankin game in aprox 1962.

 

As his eyes wondered around the Red Lion pub which was full of Liz Taylor lookalikes complete with two inch eye lashes and bee hives my pal spotted the gorgious Kate who as well as the beehive also wore big brass ear rings.

 

Kate and my mates eyes met across the crowded Lion and the attraction was just like when Victor Mature met Jean Simmons in the picture called The Robe.

 

Any way after my pal had bought the gorgious Kate two halves and a blue nun, spit was swopped in the back yard of the Lion this being next to the gents bog with the open bottom that used to wet ones feet if one stood in the yard .

 

As was the custom in 1966 there was no nipping down Jew Lane for a qwick bit of a fumble or even the full Monty no! it was a case of "may I escort you home love" which usualy meant you took the lady home paid her bus fare and sometimes bought her a bag of chips.

 

This is what happened with my pal and the lovely Kate who duly arived at the semi detached council house on the Parsons Cross estate on the oposite side of Sheffield to where he lived.

 

Now it was drizzaling [so my mate said ] so it was not realy the weather for outside mankin or manking and the amorious Kate took my pals arm and led him into the coylhouse [coal house] where the chips were finished of and the serious buisness of getting to know each other a little better started.

 

After the action and the last chaste good night kiss and arranging a date the following week my mate had to walk the eight miles home to Gleadless as he was skint and the last bus had gone two hours before .

 

But the miles danced by [so he says] as he was now in love: although very mucky :due to rolling about in a coal house with the amorious Kate,his mam played hell with him the next day because his shirt ,vest, and underpants where covered in coyl dust.

 

The next night with chest puffed out my pal walked into the Red Lion on Holly Street and was greated by the chorus of Old King Coal is a merry old soul from the regular Town lads and this was followed by loud cheering and back slapping.

 

It seems as though my mate had lost his cherry, fallen in love,ruined his shirt,and was the last in line up to date to buy Kate some chips.

 

It put him of Mankin for at least a week and he never turned up at the bus stop where he and Kate were to meet as he was broken hearted although now an experianced manker.

Edited by cuttsie
wrong date so my mate says.
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Ooooooooh,I done some of that.eheheh.Past it now though,well nearly I could make an exception or two.

 

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Only just spotted this but I used to know a readimix driver called Dennis too.....in fact I helped build the Parkway :hihi:.....did he have ginger hair? and drive an MG as well as the tallyhoist? The MG was great for manking in.
I drove for Rea:Ddymix and had an MG but they didnt call me Dennis that was the truck but I had black hair.same year as you tho joany it makes me think eheheh

 

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Ooooooooh,I done some of that.eheheh.Past it now though,well nearly I could make an exception or two.

 

---------- Post added 02-09-2013 at 08:18 ----------

 

I drove for Rea:Ddymix and had an MG but they didnt call me Dennis that was the truck but I had black hair.same year as you tho joany it makes me think eheheh

ooooooooh I could tell some stories on here but one or two of my co-mankers may be still alive and have big husbands eheheh:hihi:
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