I can't remember spending time in any place and not meeting another Scouser, in fact, on this last cruise one of

the deck officers, a casino croupier and the shore excursion manager were all from Liverpool. However, the strangest, most out of the way place I have ever

been and met a fellow Scouser was on Elephant Island in the Antarctic. She was a marine biologist doing some kind of survey on the effect that penguins were

having on the local marine ecosystem. I even met a Scouser while cruising off Pitcairn Island, in December 2005, who lived on Pitcairn Island. He was a

military policeman who had voluntered, along with a Glaswegian, to be posted to the Island to enforce the order, of house arrest, on those Pitcairn Island

Elders who had yet to be sentenced for the systematic sexual abuse of some of the islands female children. He said the alternative to his voluntering for

that job was a posting to Iraq. Smart fellow.:)

Spain, not that there's anything odd about that, when u are a 13 year old teen though, its good to hear the

accent abroad.

A Bangkok karaoke bar singing You'll

Never Walk Alone. BTW, there's loads of Scousers out there, mainly running beach bars on Phuket.

:PDT_Aliboronz_24: A bar in Caracos,Venezuela on the seedier side of town,1966.This bloke

called out "who's the F****** Scouse", I was with a group of Norwegian seamen, he was from Lodge Lane, small world, aint it. Also met another bloke in Port

Suez,he was from Parliament Street.:PDT_Aliboronz_24:

:PDT_Aliboronz_24: A bar in Caracos,Venezuela on the seedier side of town,1966.This bloke called out

who the FFin Scouse,

What does "in Scouse" mean?

I the middle of the Arabian desert on desert track in a

group of Chevvy 4x4s with a bunch of Americans - I was the only non-Yank. A small battered white Toyota pickup was coming in the opposite direction with a

local Arab with a rag on his head driving and a man with red hair. It waved us down. We stopped and the man in the red hair with a red weather beaten

boozers face said in a Liverpool accent 'ave you fellas seen a radio mast around here?"

We pointed him the way and I gave him directions to our camp

and told to go there that night and I would give him dinner. It ended up that he knew my Dad. The Yanks were amazed that I could meet someone that knew my

Dad, in the middle of nowhere being supplied by air - "goddam Brits. They get everywhere"

with my ex canadaian girlfriend at a foo fighters concert in toronto, was sat mext to a scouse guy for an hour before i

clicked on!

Just been talking, with a fellow Scouser, who told me the following story:
About ten years ago he was on a ship docked in Freetown, Sierra Leone and met a guy who said he was a decendant of the main character, Kunte Kinte, in Alex Haley's book 'Roots'. He also told him that he was the father of John Conteh the Knowsley born onetime World Light Heavyweight Champion.

My friend is adamant that the man seemed truthful and was not ingratiating himself while looking for a handout. He said the gentleman was quite knowledgable with regards to Liverpool, Kirkby and Merseyside in general.

Perhaps someone on this forum knows the family and could offerr some insight into whether or not John Conteh's father does indeed Live in Freetown.

I did hear that Conteh snr was from Sierra Leone.

Strangest place you've ever met a Scouser?

I'm increasingly surprised when I hear one in Anfield sadly.

Slightly OT, but one of my more bizarre moments was singing "You'll Never Walk Alone" in the middle of the night, with my Filipino Tito (Uncle) on the top of a roof of a house in a Manila housing project in 1977! D amn that San Miguel!:PDT_Aliboronz_24:

I was talking to a mate over the weekend who turned up in a bar in Sangapore on his own enjoying a quiet drink, he was on route from Australia and they stopped off there. He was due to catch his flight to UK that evening.

Guess who turned up? A group of scouse sailors and immediately he found himself surrounded by pints as far as the eye could see, turns out there were also close connections with uncles knowing 'so and so' etc. They wouldn't let him leave the bar for his flight without a fight :)

I was talking to a mate over the weekend who turned up in a bar in SangaporeAbout 15 years ago, around Christmas time, I was in Liverpool, enroute to Singapore and Bali, and had been asked, by friends here in Canada, to pick up an Everton Annual. I was unsuccesful at the Everton shop and searched every bookstore in Liverpool to no avail. I was told that all football annual's had been sold before Christmas as stocking stuffers.

I arrived in Singapore on New Years eve and went for a stroll to the Far East Shopping Mall at the corner of Scott & Orchard Roads. Imagine my surprise when upon entering the mall the first store I saw was bedecked in blue and red. I found any number of Everton, and Liverpool, annuals and learned that the owner of the store, a Peter Wu, an Evertonian, had been born and raised in Liverpool until his teens then was taken by his parents to live in Singapore.

PS: There is a strong connection between Liverpool and Singapore. Every Blue Funnel ship that left Liverpool payed a visit to Singapore on both the outward and homeward bound voyagers. Most ships running the Straites would also put into, what Britain described as the Gibralter of the East, until the Japanese walked overland to take the once Singapore colony.

On our first night in Vancouver last summer, myself, wife and daughters came across a pleasant restaurant/bar with an outdoor seating area where we settled down after the long flight to eat and sink a few. Upon wandering inside of the bar in search of the bogs, I passed by what was evidently the 'hard drinkers' corner and was greeted by the strident cry from a female member of the group- "I know where you're from!"
Sure enough, a bunch of Scousers! And for me to be recognised as such by them, without having even opened my mouth, was a strangely moving experience that I'll not easily forget- like being recognised as a member of an exclusive worldwide club...

Have mentioned this Somewhere else but here goes again.
Me and Me Mrs are sitting in a bar in Portugal about 3 years ago and this Scouse Couple walk in,She had a Gob on her bigger than the Mersey Tunnel Entrance.."Eee Rrrr Lad..Lets sit over Eeerrrrr "
So they came over By us and I said Hello Blah Blah Blah..
What Happens next is the Gods Honest truth and They must still cringe with Embarrasment when they think of it...Off All the Bars in the Area and all the People they could have sat next to they Chose Me..

I asked them Where they were from..I told them I was from Scottie Rd...Now My Mam had a Pub in the Scottie Rd area called the Pontack..I never told them this but She comes out with "Oh Rrr thingy used to have a Pub around Scottie Rd "..
"Did She I say"..."What was it called" I say.."The Pontack" She says..

Mmm I thinks to meself and still never cracked On !!

"Yeah..Rrrrr... (Name) had it in such and such a year..
Now this is all Spouted out Dead Loud for the Bar to Here..They Know the whole Bar has stopped and Everyone is Listening to Her.
He's sitting there Staring at Her with a Daft grin and His Teeth are Like a Pan Of Burnt Chips..

"Go Ead Girl"..He must have been thinking to himself.."You tell em"

It turns out the Time She Say's her Niece had the Pub My Mam had it..Her Niece is Married to My Cousin and they Must have Been telling Everybody this tale..Told the wrong Fella this Night !!!


"Sorry Girl" me says...."Your Niece Never had that Pub at anytime"..

"Owww do you know..She F'n well did yer know Mate"...Even Louder all over the Bar !!

"She F'n well Never Yer Know Girl"..Me Says...Even Louder to make a Show of Her..

"My Mam had that Pub and Your Niece is Married to My Cousin"

Toffee Teeth soon lost the Stupid Grin..Talk about wanting to dig a whole to Swallow you up !! :034:

Turns out they were OK really and we had a laugh with them after that.

in the post office last monday in breck road

Turns out they were OK really and we had a laugh with them after that. Their names (the loud couple) wouldn't be Vera and Joe, would they?

Last week I went into the Golfsmith store on Gulf to Bay Blvd. Clearwater,FL., to buy a pair of golf shoes. I was wearing an Everton FC golf (polo) shirt. A person (who turned out to be the store manager) said; "Oh sh!t, not another one". His name is Sean Rose and he hails from Wallasey and supports Liverpool. He has only been in the US eleven months. He said he has met lots of Scousers since moving to the US and they all seem to be Everton supporters.

Their names (the loud couple) wouldn't be Vera and Joe, would they?

No Sloyne it was not a Vera and Joe..

No Sloyne it was not a Vera and Joe..Thank God there is only one Vera and Joe. Met them on a cruise once and they told us, and everyone else within earshot, how well-off they were. We avoided them like the plague for the rest of the cruise. People asked us if they came from the same place as us and I said "no, they come from Manchester, they are saying they are from Liverpool to get us a bad name". One American lady said; "I'ts working".:) Actually, they were both Bootleites who now live in Canada.

Thank God there is only one Vera and Joe. Met them on a cruise once and they told us, and everyone else within earshot, how well-off they were. We avoided them like the plague for the rest of the cruise. People asked us if they came from the same place as us and I said "no, they come from Manchester, they are saying they are from Liverpool to get us a bad name". One American lady said; "I'ts working".:)


I think theres one of them on the group now Sloyne !!

I think theres one of them on the group now Sloyne !!God I hope not.

It's not really a strange place but more the circumstances.I had just bought a weather report album on vinyl from a market in Bristol and was sitting in a café checking it for scratches when this guy said "Oh,I've got that record".We got talking and he told me he'd moved to Bristol in the 70's and had actually saw Pastorius play live.Turned out he used to live near Walton church,just down the road from me.

A Bangkok karaoke bar singing You'll Never Walk Alone. BTW, there's loads of Scousers out there, mainly running beach bars on Phuket.

How many of them have Bangkok She male wives?

My dad was serving in the Royal Navy during WWII and was docked at Port Said (I also have a pic of him in Alex) - they went ashore and were in a huddle all talking when he got a tap on the shoulder, 'alright there Joe, it is you isn't it' - It was only my mam's brother (also Joe) who was serving in the 8th army.

For me, it has to be a few years ago when the family went to Portugal and some friends of ours came too. We were sat by the pool and I noticed our friend who was a school teacher sitting staring at a lad facing, who was staring back (a bit young for her I thought :unibrow: ) - he was grinning by now, she lifted her sunglasses and said 'Yes, it is me), it turned out she was his teacher in school - how much bad luck is that, going away in the 6 weeks hols with your mam and dad and you bump into your teacher, especially as we went out with them for a few nights afterwards.

I met one in Kensington although he might have been Polish with a scouse accent

Didn't meet a Scouser as such, in person, but last summer I went to the Isle of Skye, some 400 miles away from the shores of the Mersey, and down the end of a 15-mile no-through-road is a little village called Elgol. Not much there, a little fishing harbour, a primary school the size of a shed, a few cottages, and a bed & breakfast with a big sign out the front... with an 0151 phone number!

I had one the same in Scotland, was walking some Munros. First night there one of the lads said he knew a good pub iin the middle of nowhere that done good food. After a 40 minute drive to the m.o.n. was sitting in teh pub and a girl came past and said 'hiya Alan' ! she was a friend of my neice and was staying in ours the week before!! the lads couldn't beleive it.:shock:

17th March. 2006. I was in Honolulu, Hawaii and playing a few Irish tunes on my guitar in a pub called Kelly O'Neils.
When I'd finished my 'break spot' a feller and his missus came up to me an' said, "Which part of the Pool are you from 'Our Kid?'
It turned out that they are from Smithdown Road an' wev'e been the best of mates since.

Small world.