Pip Pip, Tally Ho - Talk Like a Land Lubber

[beagle]

Nice shorts though.

And I don't believe 20 year olds play lawn bowls anywhere in the world. 

[Griffin NoName]

What's so different bewteen lawn bowls and boule !!

[beagle]

I was referring to the civilised world.  Isn't it boules anyway? The Frenchies would be offended by the implication they only play with one.

[Aphos]

I say, sir, if we are talking about the civilized world, we should leave the Frenchies out of the discussion.

[Opsa]

Gracious, I'm glad you stopped me, sir. I was going ro mention camisoles, but that's a ... an "F" word, isn't it? *Rather irritating titter*. I'll just say "loose fitting underwaist", then, shall I?

[Black Bart]

No wonder they won Stalingrad!

[Opsa]

Teddibly naughty, Bartie dear. I say: that reminds me- I wonder if we could bother Clementine to bring out a tray of vodka and tonics. It must be four-o-clock somewhere in the world.

[Griffin NoName]

Isn't it boules anyway? The Frenchies would be offended by the implication they only play with one.

It was a typo, but then I thought leave it, how nice to offend the French.

[DaveL]

Would anyone be interested in a tour of my vast tobacco estate? Morganthrop will saddle up the horse and cart at once.

The tobacco leaves are in full bloom and my forced labourers are in good cheers, since I increased their rations by half a slice of bread.

We shall conclude with a picnic by the river.

[Bruder Cuzzen]

Capital idea there , old chap ! Capital !  The weather is most agreeable for it  .

[Pachyderm]

A little post-prandial constitutional is a wizard wheeze. Just the ticket for the old digestion. I'll just fetch me gun, you never know what you might find lurking in the hedges. Got a left and right of peasants, the other day. One was diggin' a ditch, t'other was puttin' up a fence, or some such. Gave 'em sixpence each afterward, and jolly happy they were with it. Salt of the Earth, the old British peasant.

[beagle]

"Bartie, we must not hire beaters that look like grouse!"

[Black Bart]

Blast those Scottish Gillies, they all look like Capercaillies on a bad day! 

[Pachyderm]

Not quite, old bean. Those jolly old Highland outdoor types look like a capercaillie on a good day. All bare, chapped knees and red hair, don'tcha know. Deuced handy to have when a fellow is out and about potting deer, though.

[DaveL]

I dare say Lady Chatterly had a penchant for associating with the lower classes.

She used to pay a Gamekeeper in the woods a visit for a chat and a cup of tea.