Would any of you know what I was talking about if I said that "He's up on't'coytes,my husband (who's from ( Salford ) didn't have a clue.


The Coytes were also a good place fer sentrys to hide, guarding Bonfire wood in back yards. lolThem wert days Cashy, thony truble wert wet bread folk chucked up ontut coyts furt pidjuns, id wur slippy untha cud throw a purler if tha wernd kerful.Certainly Coytes was never off em when i was a lad, was the ledges, bogs/coal nook roofs at bottom of yard that ran the distance of the back alley, Tell yer hubby No culture in Salford.The Coytes were also a good place fer sentrys to hide, guarding Bonfire wood in back yards. lol
Happy memories cashy guarding bommy on the coytes every night, also having fun with a small button and a piece of thread led on the coytes and pinging the kitchen window, kids don't have good clean like wot we adCertainly Coytes was never off em when i was a lad, was the ledges, bogs/coal nook roofs at bottom of yard that ran the distance of the back alley, Tell yer hubby No culture in Salford.The Coytes were also a good place fer sentrys to hide, guarding Bonfire wood in back yards. lol

This is a dialect word .ie it used to be in standard English and means a covering. In Lancashire, these large pieces of stone covered t'petty and t'coyle hoyle.
