My cousins from England are winding up their visit to lovely Las Vegas, flying to San Francisco tomorrow morning. I told Mr. Troutbend that once their plane takes off, he can no longer use certain Britishisms that he has adopted for their visit.
This includes: "peckish" meaning hungry. "I'm feeling peckish," he says as he drives towards the buffet.
"brilliant" used the same way the dim brains in this country "kewl, cool, sweet, and awesome, but not quite as often. He never uses those American platitudes of brain death because he values his life in this house, and he doesn't need to adopt one from another country.
When I told him this new vocabulary rule. He said "Bollocks, I was really looking forward to using those words."
Later he confessed to the visiting Brits that he doesn't really know what bollocks means, he just likes saying it.
I have always adored using bollocks and peckish is what I have always been...Here, I find bollocks I can get away with, without eliciting a frown.
I wonder if Mr. TBends [over] use of the words “annoyed†your visitors? I know, some days I am not in the mood to hear a piss-poor imitation of g’day or hear crikey for the tenth time from this one particular nurse. She’s a good soul, so I forgive her.