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Spare change is "shrapnel". When I couldn't get a lift from school, I had to "get home under your own steam". "Your eyes are bigger than your belly" when I didn't finish dinner.

And rhyming slang, but not the complete phrase, so people that didn't know my dad wouldn't have a clue. The phone was "the dog (and bone)". A swim was "a jungle (gym)". Taking a leak was "a snake's (hiss)".
 
Spare change is "shrapnel". When I couldn't get a lift from school, I had to "get home under your own steam". "Your eyes are bigger than your belly" when I didn't finish dinner.

And rhyming slang, but not the complete phrase, so people that didn't know my dad wouldn't have a clue. The phone was "the dog (and bone)". A swim was "a jungle (gym)". Taking a leak was "a snake's (hiss)".
I guess that he'd have a butchers at something.
 

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My dad constantly refers to a bundle of sticks and twigs by their correct term which is no longer acceptable in modern society.

I call that kindling. Now supposedly that's something the young folk read books on.
 
My Nanna on my Dad's side and my Grandpa on my Mum's side both refer to the flu as the wog.

My mum would say "Dinkum?" or "true dinks?" very occasionally, which was cringey for me to hear even as a 12 year old.

There was an unattractive guy on the tram a few months ago who asked an attractive lady for some directions and then said "thanks doll" casually when she helped him. I found it really poor form and she just looked away from him, hiding her discomfort.
 
There was an unattractive guy on the tram a few months ago who asked an attractive lady for some directions and then said "thanks doll" casually when she helped him. I found it really poor form and she just looked away from him, hiding her discomfort.

That's super tacky, when it's two people who don't know each other. The sort of thing the blokes do to get a laugh at a buck's day.
 

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I used to own a Post Office, when some of the elderly widows would come in for their mail, they would sometimes receive an unexpected letter from someone they knew, they'd say, 'Well bugger me'.

It used to give me a chuckle. Not that I'm a spring chicken myself these days.

My older brother, when he was a late teen would often go out on a Saturday night and not return home until Sunday sometime. The old man would often comment that the, 'Wandering Jew' was home.
 
I once when out with a guy from Manchester. He used to say Milton Keynes for jeans. Dead horse for sauce etc.
 

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My grandfather still used "new Australians" for any Mediterranean person (awkward considering my dad married one)
 

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