How to speak with a London accent

2013
05.20

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 Abaat – approximately, or in the vicinity. 

Ant – I want.  Ant chips, ant money, ant work, ant to win X Factor.

Ayer-powt – the holiday starts and ends here if the flight isn’t overbooked and you haven’t forgotten your parse-powt.

Alma chizzit? – a request to establish the cost of an item.  ‘Alma chizzit for a taxi to the ayer-powt?’

Amant – a quantity of something.  ‘Kev bowt a large amant of gold on his trip to Doo-boy.’ (Dubai).

Annuva – additional.

Arf panda – a large hamburger.

Art attack – freaked out, as in ‘Don’t show this to Dave.  He’ll ‘ave a art attack.’

Arskt – enquired.  ‘Oi arskt ya to put mushy peas wiv me chips, not on the bloody fings.’

Awss – a four–legged animal ridden by jockeys in races. 

Ass – a domestic building in which people live.

Ass band – forced to stay at home by the rain, when ill or unemployed.

Bannsa – a person employed to deny access or eject troublemakers at a club. ‘Mike’s gone got izself a job as a bannsa.’

Barf – large plastic container filled with hot water in which a person ‘baves.’  Usually sited in the barf room.

Boaf  – the two. ‘Oi Kevin, ooja fancy most, Tracy or Sharon?’ ‘Whoa!  Boaf of em!’ 

Brought – purchased.  ‘Mick’s brought a new ass.’

Burf-dye – a celebration on the date of one’s birth. ‘Appy burf-dye to yer.’

Cancel – the administrative body within a town looking after the interests of its residents. ‘Oh me gawd Daryl, wive ad annuvva letta from the cancel.’

Cantafit – fake, as in money, watches, perfume, DVDs, sports clothing.

Choona – tinned fish.

Caught a panda – small hamburger (not as big as a arf panda).

C’nav – a request: ‘C’nav some vin’gar on me chips?’

Danstez – not upstairs.

Door-a – daughter.

Drekkun – what do you think?  As in ‘How many vodkas drekkun it’ll take before Darren pukes?’ 

Droive – operate or control a vehicle.  ‘If you’re droivin’ over to Kelly’s ass, c’nav a lift?’

Erz – belonging to her.

Eye-eels – high heels.

Eyebrow – cultured, intellectual, highbrow. 

Excape – get free from something.

Faazund – thousand.

Farva – a posh way to say Dad.

Fatcha – a reference to former prime minister, Margaret Thatcher.

Faye-fool – firm in adherence to promises or in observance of duty.  ‘Oi’d nevva cheat on yer darlin.’  Oil always be faye-fool, ‘cos I luv yer.’

Fank – thank.

Fing – thing.

Fink – thought process.

Fort – past tense of fink.

Froget – fail to remember.  ‘Don’t froget, ant a caught a panda not a arf panda.’

Frew – in one side and out the other, or, propelled through the air. ‘Who frew a cricket ball frew the winda?’

Garridje – a building where a car is kept or repaired. 

Gawon – go on. ‘Gawon Kevin, eat yer granny’s cabbage, it’ll do yer good.’

Haitchthe eighth letter of the alphabet.

Int – indirect suggestion.  ‘I gave Tony a sort of int that it was time for him to take a barf.’

Ja – do you, did you. ‘Ja like me new eye-eels, Tiffany?’

Jafta – is it really necessary? ‘Oi mate, jafta keep doin’ vat?’

Kaf – eating house open during the day.

Lad – noisy. ‘Jordan, turn that music dan.  It’s too lad.’

Laafe – what you lead if you’re not dead.  ‘Nan’s very ill.  She’s got, doctors, nurses, laafe-suppowt and stuff at her ass.’

Lafarjik – lacking energy. 

Leev it aht – to put something outside, or, stop it; don’t; no-way.  ‘Oi Britney!  Leev it aht, will ya?  I know yer muvva wants us to set a date, but stop goin’ on abaat it.’

Levva – material made from the skin of an animal.

Lotree – Costs £1 for a ticket to become a millionaire.

Maffs – the study of numbers.

Mass – a small cheese-eating rodent with a long tail.

Mill – food. Mickey was ‘ungry so he ordered a free cawss mill.

Munf – there are 12 munfs in the calendar year.

Muvva – a posh way to say Mum.

Narra – lacking breadth, with little margin. ‘Mum wonnid to come rand but changed ‘er mind.  That was a narra excape.’ 

Nartameen – do you know what I mean?  ‘Be careful.  Tasha’s farva is roofless.  Nartameen?’

Neeva – not one, nor the other.  ‘Did yer go back to Sharon’s ass or Tracy’s?’  ‘Neeva.’

Nevva – did not: ‘I nevva saw nuffink.’

New-cular pa – nuclear power.

Nowls – nails.

Nuffink – zilch.

Oaf – a solemn declaration of truth or commitment.

Oi – either first person singular, ‘Oi fink new-cular pa is a bad fing.’ Or a warning, ‘Oi!  Leev it aaht!  Vat’s me beer yer drinkin!’

Olladay – time taken away from home for rest and adventure.

Onnist – fair and just, without a lie. ‘I never did it, onnist.’

Ospi-dewl – where the sick are cared for.

Ov cawss – of course.

Pacific – specific.

Pa-fool – having much power or strength.

Paipa – tabloid news.

Pans an annsis – imperial weight system.  ‘Vis diet aint workin.’  I’ve put on 4 pans and 6 annsis since last munf.’ (Pounds and ounces).

Pitcher – art.   Kevin hung the baseball pitcher he’d picked up in Brooklyn above his bed.

Plammans – a traditional pub lunch of cheese, pickle and bread.

Prada – proud of.  ‘Ov caws I’m prada yer.’

Rand – circular, or a number of drinks purchased for a group in a pub.

Randeer – locally. ‘There ain’t much suppowt for a new sports grand randeer.  Everyone’s feeling lafarjik.’

Reband – period of recovery after rejection by a lover. ‘Oi woz desp’rat.  Oi woz on the reband from Jason.’

Roofless – without compassion.

Sand – noise vibrations. ‘Oi don’t like the sand of vat.’

Saan-widje – a filling between two slices of bread.

Sarf – a direction of the compass, opposite to norf.

Saw-tid – fixed, resolved, arranged, done. ‘It’s all saw-tid.  Dinner at the kaf ta-morra, and ven we’ll droive to the ospi-dewl to see Nan.’

Seevin – very angry. ‘I woz seevin when I got the letta from the cancel.’ 

Shaat – loud voice.  ‘No need to shaat.  I’m standin’ right next to yer.’

Ships – deep fried potato sticks served with fish.

Sir Vezza – Spanish for beer.

Ta-morra – the day following today.

Tan ass – a modern terraced house.

Teef – a set of hard, bonelike structures rooted in sockets in the jaws.

Tra-ziz – an outer garment for covering each leg from the waist to the ankles.

Toma-a – red vegetable used in ketchup.

Vat – that.

Ven – then.

Viss – this.

Wanned up – manual winding of a timepiece, or tension in a person. ‘I’m all wanned up at the moment.’

Wawazat? – excuse me?  ‘Wawazat?  Who scored the winnin’ goal?’

Webbats – requesting the location of something.  ‘Oi, Stacey, webbats you put me lotree ticket?  I fink I’ve got a winner.’

Will – wheel. Terry grabbed the will and avoided death.

Wevva – the state of the atmosphere, or, expressing doubt or choice between alternatives.  ‘On olladay, the wevva was so bad we were ass band.’  Or, ‘Del couldn’t decide wevva to ‘ave choona or ships in his saan-wije.’

Winda – a glass-filled opening between the inside and outside of a building.  ‘Shut the winda.  Everyone can hear yer shaating.’

Wiv – accompanying. ‘D’you want ships wiv yer caught a panda?’

Wonnid – needed, requested.  ‘Oi wonnid to know if Baz was in, so oi tapped on the winda.’

Wor-a-fantin – A jet of water for drinking or a garden ornament.  ‘Someone nicked the gnomes by the wor-a-fantin in Dot’s gardin.’

Woyn – Alcoholic drink made from fermented grapes, bottled with a screw-top.  ‘Oi Paula, webbats you put the woyt woyn?  Oi wonnid to take it over to Muvva’s for her burf-dye ta-morra.’

Yoof – teenager.  ‘Terry’s Mum looks very yoof-ful.’

Zajerate – to suggest something is better or bigger than is really is. ‘Craig, I must’ve told ya a fazzund times already, don’t zajerate.’



Yes, some people really do speak like this, still.


Extracted from The Oddball English by Annie Harrison.

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The English at the seaside

2013
04.23


No other nation accessorises to such an extent when going to the seaside.  Beach huts are highly prized status symbols.  These painted sheds, with no water, power or overnight stays permitted, scream out beachside superiority.  ‘Look at us!  We have somewhere to shelter from the rain.  And we can boil a kettle on a Primus stove to make tea.  You can’t!’


The English cart all kinds of paraphernalia to the beach – windbreaks, deck chairs, buckets and spades, inflatables, umbrellas, iPods, sun cream, towels and picnics.  But a day on the beach is often short lived.  If disappointing weather doesn’t finish everyone off, then the threat of the parking warden, wandering about flourishing penalties, will.  (Maximum stay 2 hours – no return).


The English seaside is synonymous with pebbles, entertainment, chips, candyfloss and ice cream.  It’s occasionally livened up with a plague of jellyfish, a rumoured sighting of a dolphin or washed up salvage from a lost container ship.  People are lured to English resorts by strings of light bulbs, piers and funfairs.  The more light bulbs a seaside destination has, the greater the promise of ‘fun’.  The Victorians were commercially astute with their concept of piers.  They built them long, so that people would have to walk to the end where there is nowhere else to go.  Once corralled at the end of the pier, the exhausted punters are sold food, entertainment, fortune predictions, overpriced funfair rides and games that are impossible to win. Blighty’s seaside is also known for its rock.  Not of the geological or musical types, but of the teeth-rottingly edible kind.  Rock is a stick of boiled sugar with the name of the ‘resort’ blasted through the middle.  A black and white photograph of the resort, taken in 1953, is wrapped around the brightly coloured candy stick under a cellophane wrapping.  A perfect present for those who missed the short-lived day at the seaside.


Watch this:  sunny images of the English seaside.  

Look at these photographic extracts from a book on the English seaside.   (The real thing is a lot better, honestly.)

Extracted from The Oddball English – available to download and view on PC, laptop, phone or Kindle device from Amazon.  


 

The English summer season of events

2013
04.16


From April to August the English summer season gets underway, its enthusiasts donning a different hat for each event.  However, in recent years, the whole season has been discreetly but decisively taken over by the international jet set.  Like the swallows settling here for the warmer months, the global super-rich swoop in to all the big fixtures on our social calendar and snaffle the top tickets – the Chelsea Flower Show, Glorious Goodwood, Royal Ascot, Wimbledon, Glyndebourne, Henley Royal Regatta, Guards Polo, Cowes Week – turning parts of southern England into fleeting millionaire playgrounds. Cordoned off by velvet ropes and Ray-Ban wearing security, Jimmy Choos dig into manicured lawns.  The rich and famous rub shoulders with royalty, hedge-fund managers, oligarchs and the rest of the world’s elite in a cosmopolitan pageant of sponsored colour and exclusive glamour.  Dom Perignon and extravagant hospitality are consumed as this echelon of global society thrills to sporting brilliance on English turf and surf. 

And so, for a privileged few, the English summer season is a non-stop quintessential culture-fest of social intercourse, helicopters, champagne, caviar, haut fashion, financial lavishness and sport. The English are grateful that our economy is boosted by the sheer weight of foreign money descending on our country every summer.  But as Eeyore might have put it, ‘Oh well, even if there were tickets left for the summer season, the English wouldn’t be able to afford them anyway.’ So the English stay in and watch it all on the telly after work.  The lucky few who manage to get hold of a ticket in the crowded public areas find themselves queuing for miles just to buy a can of Coke or go to the loo.  Treading on a sea of crushed plastic cups, they lift their mobile phones high to photograph ‘the action’ over 10,000 other heads, and go home thrilled because they almost saw The Queen.  But they can boast later to anyone interested, ‘Look at the picture.  I was there!’

©  Annie Harrison.  Extracted from The Oddball English.




Xenophobic? Not the English. (Well, maybe a bit)

2013
04.07
Publicly, the English people are  self-effacing, but we’re actually superior to all other nations, a fact acknowledged throughout the world.  We know that secretly, other nations yearn to be ‘quintessentially English’.  From our island, we stand and watch the world fall in love with our creations and heritage: The Beatles, Winnie the Pooh, Beatrix Potter, Jane Austen, Agatha Christie, Harry Potter, Shakespeare, Robin Hood, Sherlock Holmes, Bridget Jones, James Bond, Antiques Roadshow, X Factor, fish and chips, real ale, moated castles, thatched cottages and our own Royal Family. We feel your Anglo envy, we really do.  We just can’t help being so bloody inspirational.  We’re also a misguided, awkward nation with delusions of grandeur.  Abroad, we certainly have a reputation for being insular and different.  Even in this age of global travel and having once possessed a sprawling empire, the English abroad remain mistrustful of most things ‘foreign’:
  • food
  • drinking water and milk
  • unwanted attention from persistent musicians when dining
  • immigration and customs officials
  • local plumbing
  • doctors, hospitals and prescription medicines
  • weights and measures
  • drivers and car rental businesses (which always provide a different model of car to the one reserved online).
  • crossing the road
  • the police and their powers
  • indecipherable road signs
  • local, religious or sexual customs and rituals
  • unwittingly becoming a drug smuggling mule using one’s own suitcase
  • tipping, bribery etiquette and having to barter
Oh yes, and tea.  We always pack our own life-supporting tea bags to take with us overseas because it’s impossible to get a decent cup of tea outside England.   Nicknames for the English The English are called all manner of insulting names by Johnny Foreigner, including pom, limey, guano (white bird shit), rooinek (red neck), les rosbifs, (roast beef) and inselaffen (island monkeys).  But we don’t care because we think we’re great.  England was once a nation of pith-helmeted empire building explorers.  We traded our empire abroad for one at home – one of health and welfare – and now we treat the rest of the world (when we can afford it) as our playground.  However, we still have rather fixed views of the non-English.   The French We believe that the cheese-eating surrender monkeys don’t deserve the right to live in France, with its wine, climate, mountains, space and beauty.  Since England now possess a coterie of home-grown, international, celebrity chefs, we can finally pour scorn on French food, which isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.  We infuriate the Frogs by successfully cultivating international, award-winning wine in southern England.  We also perceive the French to be insincere, unhygienic and sexually excessive.  From the other side of the Channel, the Frogs regard our pageantry and royal events with disdain, jealous that they guillotined the heads off their royal family and became a republic.   The Irish Our relationship with the Paddies is long and troubled, but improving.  We no longer consider the Irish to be a nation of diddly-do, feckless, Guinness-drinking, potato-eating, bog-trotting,  green-costumed, leprechaun-chasing peasants.  There are now more Irish people, or people of Irish decent, living in England than in the Emerald Isle itself.  And we love the Irish so much, that we’ve even given them the vote here.  Having an Irish accent and a smiling, joking demeanour is a passport to a career in broadcasting at the BBC.  There are now more Irish presenters, comedians and chat show hosts working for the BBC than there are people living in Dublin. The Germans   England’s war with Fritz is far from over.  We fought him on the beaches (we won), but now fight him on the international football pitch (we lose) and over the sun loungers on Mediterranean holidays (on-going).  The English have perfected the art of queuing and are patrons of fairness, accepting first-come, first-served.  So we pretend we don’t understand Fritz’s ‘towel planting’ reservation system.  ‘Calm down!  As you can see, all the sun loungers are taken.  Your sun lounger?  No mate, in English this is a “t-o-wel”.  Oh, it’s your towel?  You need to be more careful.  You left it on the sun lounger last night.  Luckily, nobody stole it.’ But we fear and admire the Germans at the same time:  for their tidiness, their precision, their punctuality, their tennis players and footballers, as well as the super management of their economy.  Our beloved royal family is German and we like driving German cars.  So our Teutonic xenophobia is actually rather superficial.

Extracted from The Oddball English by Annie Harrison.




Summing up the English middle class via food

2013
04.03
 

Tweet, text and Facebook:  ‘Help!  Recipe ideas urgently needed.  I bagged the last half-price Gressingham duck in Waitrose.  Haven’t a clue how to cook.’

  ‘Can I help take things through?  Where’s the tapenade?’   ‘Oh, it’s next to the De’Longhi espresso maker.  Can you take the pequillo pepper and chilli pesto in as well?’  

In a café: ‘Before I order anything for my one year old, I would like to check the following:  Is everything here free range, fair trade, organic, low GI, pasteurised, vegan, free from added sugar and plastic food wrappings?  Are the muffins baked fresh on the premises?  Do you make your own croissant pastry?  Do you know the provenance of all your food?  ’ ‘No.’  

‘I like my reindeer finely sliced.’  

Are those capers or anchovies?’ 
‘Actually, they’re sardines.’  

A paint and cement spattered builder, on his phone at a supermarket checkout:  ‘Hello?  Yeah, I’m just at the till now, mate – but listen, they didn’t have any almond croissants so I’ve had to get you a pain au chocolat instead, is that alright?’  

Bambino-cino.  

Posh prospective Labour MP, Peter Mandelson, canvassing in working class Hartlepool.  In a chip shop, pointing at the mushy peas: ‘Oh, is that guacamole?’  He still got elected.  

‘I don’t think we’ll eat out Japanese again.  I can make far better sushi myself.’  

On a menu:  ‘Theakston’s battered, line-caught Pacific cod, triple-cooked pont-neuf Maris Piper batons, puree of garden petit pois and sauce gribiche.’  (Or put more simply, fish & chips, mushy peas and mayo.)  

Tweet:  ‘Yay!  Fair trade quinoa!’  

‘Darling, I don’t feel like cooking tonight.  Would you mind just a goats’ cheese tartlet with a wild dandelion salad?’  

‘Oh, I love jam tarts!’  ‘ These aren’t jam tarts.  They’re miniature jam tartlets.’  

Children at other people’s houses:  ‘That’s not a Caesar salad – it doesn’t have any croutons.’  ‘I want real maple syrup.’  ‘Did you cure this ham yourself – it’s very salty?’  ‘Wow, you can buy burgers!’  ‘Mummy never buys focaccia, she always makes her own.’  And the whining screech of ‘We’ve run out of rotis!’  

Phone call from a worried parent of an 18-month-old to the babysitter:  ‘Look, if he won’t eat the cherry tomatoes, there’s houmous or smoked salmon in the fridge.’   ‘Quick, get the grissini, the children are becoming impatient!’  


Extracted from The Oddball English by Annie Harrison.

Some English Definitions

2013
03.29


  PSEUD – a pompous, pretentious, pseudo-intellectual who tries to impress people by using grandiose language or descriptions. ‘His (David Beckham) boots carry the names of his children and the training vest shows off those lean arms and the collage of tattoos that snake across his upper body, telling the story of his life and turning his body into football’s equivalent of the Sistine Chapel.’ Guardian Sports

‘The Hegelian philosophical principle that out of a thesis and its opposed antithesis comes the hardy alloy of a synthesis has a seductive power.’
  Michael Gove MP, Secretary of State for Education, quoted in The Times. One of the few valid ‘lessons of history’ is that agglutinative processes always set off fissile reactions. – Englishman, Felipe Fernandez-Armesto, The Independent.  

WAGs
–  Acronym for ‘Wives and Girlfriends’: An assortment of over-publicised, vacuous anorexics of working class origin, found lurking at football matches.  Distinguished by their orange skin tone and high body-plastic index.  WAGs’ purpose in life is to pleasure the players and spend their salaries on fashion.

Extracted from The Oddball English by Annie Harrison.


 

Things have changed in England: from worship and warfare to time out and tourism

2013
03.23

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The coffee shop is in full swing in the church crypt café, where a skinny latte, a chocolate muffin and a quick session on the iPad make pleasant alternatives to the Sunday service going on in the church above.  And at the castle, once the scene of bloody battles, torture and imprisonment, children now skip along through the holograms and 4D entertainment straight into the dungeon gift shop, to purchase tins of fudge and polystyrene swords.

Extracted from The Oddball English, by Annie Harrison.

   

Sealed with royal approval

2013
03.19


In Britain, royal warrants appear on a range of products.  A royal warrant – a royal crest and a coat of arms – is the ultimate marketing endorsement:  THE ROYAL FAMILY LIKES AND USES THIS PRODUCT. It’s odd to think of our Queen wandering about the palace squirting spray furniture polish and musing, ‘Hmm, one is most impressed with this particular brand.’ Members of the royal family each have their own royal warrant – The Queen’s being, naturally, the most prestigious.  Royal warrants are applied to a range of products or services used by the Royal Family for over five years, including brooms, gloves, sausages, teas, brown sauce (yes, the same brand used by chip shops), deodorant, pest control, hats, cleaning products, sporting firearms, cheese, roses, pianos and alcohol.  Using the warrant list, it’s easy to build a picture of domestic royal life. Extracted from The Oddball English by Annie Harrison.

The packing capacity and audacity of black cabs

2013
03.18


Black cabs are good.  You can study the outside scenery from a stationary position and play ‘guess the final tariff’ as you while away an afternoon stuck in traffic.  Each cab is impressively licensed to carry 227 passengers and half of all lost luggage at Heathrow’s Terminal 5. Black cab drivers are philosophers and commentators on numerous topics:  From the back of his head and rear-view mirror eye contact, you’ll learn what’s wrong with British politics and British sport; who’s not going to win X Factor; how celebrities look different in a cab to how they look on television and the best way to restructure the royal family.  In fact, the cab driver will be able to give you an opinion on just about anything, except when and how much it will cost you to get from A to B in his taxi.


Standing in the rain at night, as hundreds of theatregoers spill onto the streets of the West End, you will feel relieved to have hailed a vacant taxi.  The cab driver will be delighted to take you to your requested destination, provided it’s where he wants to go himself.  ‘South of the river guv?  Nah mate.  I’m on my way home to Hendon.  I can take yer north if that’s any good to yer?’ Drivers of black cabs also have right of way over all ‘small’ road users – motorists, cyclists, mobility scooters and pedestrians.  On his passenger’s behalf, the taxi driver invariably leans out of the window at anyone impeding his passage and yells, ‘oigetoutofthefckingwayyoumoron!’, thus hastening you on your journey.


WATCH THIS:  London cab drivers talk about ‘The Knowledge’ – the test they all have to take after they have learnt 10 million street names and landmarks.


  Extracted from The Oddball English by Annie Harrison.    

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English working class – summed up through stuff

2013
03.17
Below is a list of things, which, on occasions, might be associated with the working class. bchavs1  

 ASDA, Aldi, Argos, amusement arcades, Alton Towers,

Adidas leisure clothing, rap, gaming apps, artificial flowers,

angling in city lakes, celebrity worship, Greggs cream cakes,

council homes, garden gnomes, consolidated loans,

pay-as-you-go mobile phones,

Lidl, furry dice, cut-price,

crab sticks, chips, World Cup 1966,

chat room dross, candy floss, factory closure = job loss,

Coronation Street, Heat, mechanically-reclaimed meat,

England football team, slot machines,

 salad cream, lottery dreams,

piers, drug-related crime fears, kids with pierced ears,

daytime TV, Page 3, Wii, KFC, WWE, QVC, OMG,

teenage pregnancy, possible redundancy,

home entertainment gadgetry, pre-paid electricity,

The Royle Family, large plasma screen LG,

Gavin and Stacey, get to the boot fair early,

army, builder’s tea, Labour Party,

mushy peas, where’s the rent money?

chip butty with curry sauce,

down the betting shop to win on a horse,

plastic front doors, soccer scores,

East Enders, Tommy Hilfiger, Ginsters,

polyester, Jobcentre, Harvester,

plug-in air fresheners, blue collar, lager,

forklift truck, flying ducks, hoodies, scratch card luck,

Wayne Rooney, package holiday, take-away,

 budgerigars, pimped up cars, 4214% typical APR,

Bargain Booze, white shoes, tattoos, stretch limos,

cash for gold, Cheryl Cole, the dole,

snooker halls, overalls, market stalls, horse-drawn funerals,

Sunny Delight, Carpetright,

rooftop Christmas lights, teenage boxing fights,

National Express, BMX, Artex,

The Only Way is Essex, misspelled texts,

pound shops, The Cash Shop, hip hop, bus stops, alcopops,

darts, Primark, skate parks, loan sharks,

leather sofas bought on credit, labour market,

pork pie hat, high visibility jacket, Alf Garnett, ladettes, ‘innit?’

turkey twizzlers, Domino’s Pizza, Puzzler, Rizlas,

out on the razz with the lads,

dodgems, net curtains, pigeons,

ferrets, whippets, working men’s clubs,

luv, going down the pub,

Umbro, fatso, dipso, bingo, ASBO, Tango, Tesco Value,

single mums, fairground fun, Blue Nun, The Sun,

‘Get the barber to do an all over No 1′,

white vans, fake tans, football fans, static caravans,

Jordan, Iceland, Matalan, brass band, going for tea at Nan’s,

pebbledash, pie and mash, work for cash,

Deal or No Deal, McDonald’s Happy Meal, jellied eels,

XBox, X Factor participating,

acrylic clothing, bowling, bling, stock car racing,

community hall, sod all,

manual worker, Wonga, Kerry Katona,

Pot Noodle, china poodle,

Posh and Becks, Ant and Dec, don’t take cheques,

Jeremy Kyle, acrylic nails, closing down sale, Boddington’s ale,

tool bags, WAGs, packet of fags,

England flag, unions, Billy Bragg,

pawn, porn, brawn, pint of prawns, Benidorm,

Blackpool, Margate, ‘It’s sorted, mate’,

Butlins, bargains, Shameless, pampas grass,

easyJet, launderette,

greyhounds bet, jobs under threat,

allotment shed, white sliced bread,

Britain’s Got Talent, being tenants,

Working Tax Credits allowance, worried about immigrants,

Post Office account, pay credit card minimum amount,

on the breadline, Buckfast tonic wine, soap opera story lines,

Ratners is now called Gerald Online,

kiss me quick, Spotted Dick, Cameron makes me sick.

  ©   Annie Harrison June 2012.   Extracted from, ebook The Oddball English.

Not to be reproduced without permission from the author.