'Ave a nice day, Miss, and watch 'ow yer go.

Be nice to yer muvver, she's worf it, yer know.

Cor blimey, a shiner, yer'll want steak on that.

Don't mind if I do, Sir. Watch out, that's me 'at.

Expect yer'll be wantin' yer dinner at ten?

For pity's sake, Arfur, not boozin' again?!

Gas pipes - they tell me it'll take 'em all week.

Hello, Major Plimpton. Now, none of yer cheek.

Is that who I fink it is? Long time, no see!

Jam on yer san'wiches? Milk in yer tea?

Kenny's bin banged up; we fought 'e'd get longer.

Looks rainy again, Joe. Got anyfink stronger?

Me ol' girl, she's poorly – gone straight to 'er chest.

No thanks, me ol' china. Just give it a rest.

Oi! What're yer up to? Them peaches ain't cheap!

Per'aps yer'll get lucky and die in yer sleep.

Queen's lookin' older; yer'd fink she'd've quit.

Remember yer bag, ma'am. (Yer silly ol' git.)

See Chelsea got beaten. Yeah, not a bad match.

That new bloke's a flyer. Nah, not a patch.

Under the weather, Sal? 'Ere, 'ave a seat.

Vera will get yer all sorted toot sweet.

Well, look who's come in! 'Ow's yer foot, Mrs Skerrit?

X-Rays show anyfink? Sorry to 'ear it.

You 'ear from your Trev, luv? 'E getting' out soon?

Zoo, is it, Ricky? 'Ave a great afternoon.