Aireborough Historical Society



A memory shared by Brian Triffitt of Guiseley

Has anybody heard of the word "DOY"?
Comment I only ever heard it as a child, and my auntie Hilda Preston of swain hill and then Park Road, Yeadon always greeted me with "now then doy are you alright?”
I once asked her what it meant and she told me
It was "darling boy or a beloved person”.
I was looking through my scrap books for some thing
And came across this little poem.

Weer is thi daddy, doy
Weer is thi mam,
What art ta crying for, poor little lamb,
Here tak this hawp’ny it ul buy thi some spice,
Rock sticks or humbugs,or summat at’s nice,
And then run of f hoam ageen,
As fast as tha can.
Theer thart all reight ageen
Run like a man.
He dried up his tears with his little crat,
He tried to say summat,
But I couldn’t tell what,
But his little face breetened
Wi pleasure all throo
Ah it’s cappin sometimes
What a hawp’ny will do.

Brian Triffitt

My father Jim Lupton of The Robin Hood used to call me and my sisters doy, but I've never heard anyone else use it.
15 March 2014
My Grandma, Ada Bailey nee Yeadon, Westfield Terrace Yeadon always called me Doy. I thought it was her equivalent of ' Love' She kept a spice for me in the bottom drawer of the sideboard. I still have the ' spice tin' she used. My mum did the same as my children remember fondly. Loved the poem. Who wrote it ?
16 March 2014
sorry i've no idea who wrote it, I just came across it one day and thought eh up that just what my auntie Hilda used to call me, cut it out, stuck it in my scrap book and it's just sat there all these years. i'm glad it;s caused a bit of interest. i'ts little things like that, that are remembered by some of the older folk,when they have gone i'ts then lost foever.
17 March 2014
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