My dad used to say Well, I'll go to the foot of our stairs when not exactly astonished, but having been told something or found out something most unexpected - to such news as 'Charlie 'arry's getting married next week - to 'is landlady'.
There was a tripe stall on Barnsley market in the 1960s, but it didn't just sell tripe, it had elder, and bottles of neats' foot oil too.