my favourite graffiti - northern humour

i was hitching up the A1 in the mid '60s, and on a toilet wall in one of those old wonderful cheapo cheapo greasy smoke-filled transport caffs (no doubt long since replaced by a sterile plastic junk food outlet) someone had written in big bold letters -

THERE WERE NO SCOUSERS TILL A WIGAN LAD FUCKED A PIG

underneath which had been scrawled -

thats all thats worth fucking in wigan