“The one thing you can say about Grandma Beatrice is she had gumption! They say the stuffed lion’s head in Grandad’s attic was a lion she killed with an umbrella when it attacked their camp whilst they were on safari.” “ Cor Blimey! Did you see the blonde fella in the flowery shirt and tweed jacket? What a looker!” “That is pure Codswallop! What about the time you complained for three years because your neighbour had chopped two small branches off your oak tree that hung over into their garden?” “ Poppycock! I don’t whinge, I just describe a situation truthfully.” “Cousin Jimmy from Down Under says you are the world’s greatest whinger, Jack, and I have to say – I agree!” “After a large Sunday roast it’s sensible to have a large afternoon kip, in my book.” “After he’s had a few ales you won’t get any sense out of Frank – most of it will be gobbledegook, or statistics about United…Then he’ll probably go and mark out the football field if the moon’s out.” “ Oops-a-daisy! Don’t worry the daffodils and the bone china are all in one piece!” “If you stop being such a plonker we could be millionaires by this time next year!” “Making beans on toast and old fashioned lemonade is easy peasy!” “Don’t worry about me, I love rough seas – I’ve got my cocoa, my life jacket is on snugly, I’m tickety-boo!” “Hang on, I need to spend a penny before we go and look at this shire horse.”
“I’ve got fifty flapjacks to make for the rambling club’s autumn party, don’t give me your lurgy!” “Walking to the pub in winter time through Old Castle Lane gives me the collywobbles.” “I tried to do my Christmas shopping on Oxford Street on Christmas Eve – what a kerfuffle!”
“I bumped into Margaret at the corner shop – we popped in to Dilly’s for a cup of tea, a scone and a chin wag.” “There are all sorts of bits and bobs in Grandpa’s attic – see if you can find the croquet set and the stuffed lion’s head.” “Since they solved the problem with the foxes digging up the rose bushes, everything’s been hunky dory.” “Make sure you wear a coat to the Spring Fête – it’s brass monkeys out there.” “We’d planned a lovely summer picnic on the village green but what with all the wasps, the chilly wind and James being depressed about the football results it was a bit of a damp squib.” “I can’t believe that young man didn’t hold the door open for Princess Mary, I’m Gobsmacked !” Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window).Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window).Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window).
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