"My good woman/my good man", terms we dont hear so much now, (and grate a bit?)

Hallo feyon, you mentioned in a post ( I cannot remember which thread) you went to Guyana. Some years ago we visited that country while touring French Guiana, Suriname and the West Indies. Did you visit the magnifique Kaieteur Falls?

grahamg, I apologise for interrupting your thread :)
 

I think it is how you say these words, the tone of the voice, the situation etc. I say these words to people on a scale of how well I know them.
I agree, very much so, and it is probably the "My" bit of "My good man" I'm wary about, because meeting someone for the first time it is either condescending or patronising to use a possessive pronoun I think, (definition of patronising being: "treat in a way that is apparently kind or helpful but that betrays a feeling of superiority").
 
Hallo feyon, you mentioned in a post ( I cannot remember which thread) you went to Guyana. Some years ago we visited that country while touring French Guiana, Suriname and the West Indies. Did you visit the magnifique Kaieteur Falls?

grahamg, I apologise for interrupting your thread :)
No problem! :)
 

Hallo feyon, you mentioned in a post ( I cannot remember which thread) you went to Guyana. Some years ago we visited that country while touring French Guiana, Suriname and the West Indies. Did you visit the magnifique Kaieteur Falls?

grahamg, I apologise for interrupting your thread :)
Unfortunately no, was at in-law's farm across the River from Georgetown (Ferry across Demerara River and short train ride Village called 'Crane'). We wanted to go but there were some things going on between their government and indigenous people inland and we could not get permits to go. Always suspected the fact that i was American and that govt would have less control over of me (i.e. photos or talking to US news agencies about what i saw) without creating an 'incident' was more of a factor than any concern for our safety---they in fact did not express any concern for our safety, simply denied permit on grounds of 'unrest' in the area.
 
A cock linnet is a small bird, similar to a canary.

MY OLD MAN aka DON'T DILLY DALLY (MY OLD MAN)
aka MY OLD MAN SAID FOLLOW THE VAN
(old English Music Hall Song)
(Charles Collins / Fred W. Leigh)

made popular by Marie Lloyd and Lily Morris
1919


We had to move away
'Cos the rent we couldn't pay.
The moving van came round just after dark.
There was me and my old man,
Shoving things inside the van,
Which we'd often done before, let me remark.
We packed all that could be packed
In the van, and that's a fact.
And we got inside all that we could get inside.
Then we packed all we could pack
On the tailboard at the back,
Till there wasn't any room for me to ride.

Refrain:
My old man said: "Foller the van,
And don't dilly-dally on the way".
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it.
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet.
But I dillied and dallied,
Dallied and dillied;
Lost me way and don't know where to roam.
And you can't trust a "Special"
Like the old-time copper
When you can't find your way home.
I gave a helping hand
With the marble wash hand-stand,
And straight, we wasn't getting on so bad.
All at once, the car-man bloke
Had an accident and broke,
Well, the nicest bit of china that we had.
You'll understand, of course,
I was cross about the loss.
Same as any other human woman would.
But I soon got over that,
What with "two out" and a chat,
'Cos it's little things like that what does you good.
Refrain:

Oh! I'm in such a mess.
I don't know the new address -
Don't even know the blessed neighbourhood.
And I feel as if I might
Have to stay out here all night.
And that ain't a goin' to do me any good.
I don't make no complaint
But I'm coming over faint,
What I want now's a good substantial feed,
And I sort 'o kind 'o feel,
If I don't soon have a meal,
I shall have to rob the linnet of its seed!
Refrain:


(Updated by Lizzi- August 2014)






 
Some historical context from "The Merry Wives of Windsor" by William Shakespeare:
https://www.opensourceshakespeare.o...p?WorkID=merrywives&Act=3&Scene=2&Scope=scene

[Enter MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN]

  • Mistress Page. Nay, keep your way, little gallant; you were wont to
    be a follower, but now you are a leader. Whether
    had you rather lead mine eyes, or eye your master's heels?
  • Robin. I had rather, forsooth, go before you like a man
    than follow him like a dwarf.
  • Mistress Page. O, you are a flattering boy: now I see you'll be a courtier.
[Enter FORD]

  • Ford. Well met, Mistress Page. Whither go you?
  • Mistress Page. Truly, sir, to see your wife. Is she at home?
  • Ford. Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, for want
    of company. I think, if your husbands were dead,
    you two would marry.
  • Mistress Page. Be sure of that,—two other husbands.
  • Ford. Where had you this pretty weather-cock?
  • Mistress Page. I cannot tell what the dickens his name is my
    husband had him of. What do you call your knight's
    name, sirrah?
  • Robin. Sir John Falstaff.
  • Ford. Sir John Falstaff!
  • Mistress Page. He, he; I can never hit on's name. There is such a
    league between my good man and he! Is your wife at
    home indeed?
 
A cock linnet is a small bird, similar to a canary.

MY OLD MAN aka DON'T DILLY DALLY (MY OLD MAN)
aka MY OLD MAN SAID FOLLOW THE VAN
(old English Music Hall Song)
(Charles Collins / Fred W. Leigh)

made popular by Marie Lloyd and Lily Morris
1919


We had to move away
'Cos the rent we couldn't pay.
The moving van came round just after dark.
There was me and my old man,
Shoving things inside the van,
Which we'd often done before, let me remark.
We packed all that could be packed
In the van, and that's a fact.
And we got inside all that we could get inside.
Then we packed all we could pack
On the tailboard at the back,
Till there wasn't any room for me to ride.

Refrain:
My old man said: "Foller the van,
And don't dilly-dally on the way".
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it.
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet.
But I dillied and dallied,
Dallied and dillied;
Lost me way and don't know where to roam.
And you can't trust a "Special"
Like the old-time copper
When you can't find your way home.
I gave a helping hand
With the marble wash hand-stand,
And straight, we wasn't getting on so bad.
All at once, the car-man bloke
Had an accident and broke,
Well, the nicest bit of china that we had.
You'll understand, of course,
I was cross about the loss.
Same as any other human woman would.
But I soon got over that,
What with "two out" and a chat,
'Cos it's little things like that what does you good.
Refrain:

Oh! I'm in such a mess.
I don't know the new address -
Don't even know the blessed neighbourhood.
And I feel as if I might
Have to stay out here all night.
And that ain't a goin' to do me any good.
I don't make no complaint
But I'm coming over faint,
What I want now's a good substantial feed,
And I sort 'o kind 'o feel,
If I don't soon have a meal,
I shall have to rob the linnet of its seed!
Refrain:


(Updated by Lizzi- August 2014)​







Thank you for the lyric, Sunny, now I know the words, I can sing along with Pearl and teddy. :)

 
You dont hear people "in real life" referred to as "My good woman" or "My good man", they're rather archaic aren't they, used by actors in dramas set a hundred years ago or more. 👨‍🦳

However, the thought occurs me that if someone called me "My good man", (be it back then or now), I'd feel they were being a bit condescending, as though I were their servant, or "from the lower classes" perhaps, (I may be as "common as muck" but dont need it rubbing in, if you see what I mean 👨‍🌾).

I suppose fifty or a hundred years ago people's virtue might be thought about more than is the case today, (the word adultery means little enough when marriages can be dissolved in six months under no fault rules, and so on). Maybe being called "My good man" was taken as a compliment, pure and simple, and intended to be taken that way, and its just me who is wrong here? :unsure::rolleyes:
A friend of mine addressed me as "Woman, if you are such and such . . ." I loved it. He was trying to put me in my place during a debate but it backfired on him. LOL He put his manliness out there and I found it very sexy. I am sort of a patriarchal groupie. I still think of God is a Man. Oh yeah, Jesus was a man. LOL
 
A friend of mine addressed me as "Woman, if you are such and such . . ." I loved it. He was trying to put me in my place during a debate but it backfired on him. LOL He put his manliness out there and I found it very sexy. I am sort of a patriarchal groupie. I still think of God is a Man. Oh yeah, Jesus was a man. LOL
I'm guessing you're a woman with a lot to say, (not always a good thing!), and I'd dislike the sexism you describe as "sexy"!
 
I'm guessing you're a woman with a lot to say, (not always a good thing!), and I'd dislike the sexism you describe as "sexy"!
My friend is the opposite end of sexist, he was trying to be funny after I challenged him in a debate. I believe it is subjective what turns a woman on anyway. LOL It all starts in the brain doesn't it? If you doubt me, just ask a neuroscientist. BTW, I do have a lot to say based on rational thinking assuming the hormones have not kicked in at that moment. LOL How's that for sexist? My friend is 76 and he is the sexiest man I have ever known. He is 1 in 100 million. : )
 
"My good man" and "my good woman" sound terribly formal to me. I'd have to see in person how these were communicated, though. Could be condescending. Could be formal.
 


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