Talk to the gardeners and they'll have you believe they grow sprouts as big as cabbages.
Chat to the old folk and they'll try to convince you the summers in Beighton were hotter, the rains heavier and the fog thicker than anywhere else in Sheffield - or England come to that.
It's always been that way - and still is, take it from this reporter, a Beightoner.
Even as the Mosborough townships grew, swallowing up land around the village and turning green fields into a suburban sprawl, Beighton has managed to retain its character, its individuality.
That has much to do with the proud people of the village.
Now a new book brings together some of their stories.
Our Beighton tells, through residents' eyes, the tale of a village with roots in medieval times.
The book brings together memories, photographs, poems and paintings of everyday Beightoners at work, at home and at play.
Tales of 'wagging' school, leg slappings, scrumping apples, courting couples, pea soup fogs and regular floods.
Interesting, emotional and often heart-warming stories.
The 70-page, hardback book is published as part of the Discover Beighton project, which has already resulted in an oral history archive, a website at www.ourbeighton.org.uk, heritage trail, primary school resource pack, digital animations, creative writing and visual art.
The stories are diverse and humorous.
Illustrated by pictures of the writers and old photos of Beighton, it gives an amazing insight into the affection people have for the village.
Topics cover village life, the weather, childhood, marriage, mining, WWII and farming.
Charlie Keats tells of how he, his brother, two sisters and their mum and dad grew up in a two up, two down on Queens Road.
There was no bathroom and no inside toilet.
Carol Hallowes tells of Beeches House, a palatial pad with a library, grand staircases and orchards where friend Sally lived.
George Proudman recalls Beighton's bizarre town crier and Reg Purdy the black fogs which didn't lift for days on end.
Tom Staniforth tells how he battled to save cows from the floods, even though he couldn't swim.
Tom Brocklebank who sustained terrible injuries when the cage at Brookhouse Pit plunged on March 4 1958 tells of a life spoilt by the accident.
And Kath Davis recalls how she'd play hide and seek along Western Fields where now stands the giant Waterthorpe estate and Crystal Peaks.
Mary Dudley's outstanding memory is "getting my legs slapped by Mrs Ward". It was her first day at Infant School.
The entrepreneur in Ernest Stannard ensured he never bothered about school – he was too busy selling rabbits to gather money to pay for his first push bike.
Trevor Hardwick remembers helping himself to a few apples from the orchard at the back of the Beeches - but "just a few, not too many".
Catherine Mailhac, Full Circle Cultural Development Worker who co-ordinated Discover Beighton project, said: "It really has been a great privilege to work with the people of the village and be trusted with their memories.
"I believe this book – together with the website and other parts of the project – has created a true and lasting record of village life for the future."
The full audio recordings will be available to the public at Sheffield Archives and the National Coal Mining Museum.