Brit: Our brilliant friend Wendy; Yank: Our awesome friend Wendy
Brit: Our brilliant friend Wendy; Yank: Our awesome friend Wendy

The Algarvian Rosetta Stone 

Before coming to Portugal, I thought I would struggle to learn Portuguese.  Blimey, who knew the foreign language I would use the most would be English? As George Bernard Shaw said: “England and America are two countries separated by a common language.” 

One of my first winters in the Algarve, I met two lovely groups of Brits. Several of them visit the Algarve often and have become close friends. We are even vacationing (going on holiday) to Ireland with a couple of British friends this summer (plug for Wendy and Tony, you lovely people).

To get ready for the trip, I am working on my own Brit to Yank Rosetta Stone.

Brit                                   Yank

Bits and bobs                     Odds and ends

Blimey                               Wow

Blokes                               Dudes

Bob’s your uncle                 Tah-dah

Brass monkeys                 Cold weather

Brilliant                             Awesome

Cashpoint                          ATM

Cheeky                              Impertinent, mouthy

Chinwag                            Chat or gossip

Chips                                 French fries

Chuffed to bits                   Feeling pleased

Chunder                             Barf, toss your cookies

Crisps                                Chips

Daft                                  Crazy

Dodgy                               Shady

Ginger                               Redhead

Gobby                               Someone loud, opinionated

Gobsmacked                      Stunned, blown away

Gormless                           Clueless

Hoover                              Vacuum

Jumper                              Sweater

Knackered                         Wiped out

Knob                                 Idiot

Nutter (A Wendy favorite)    Lunatic

Pissed                               Drunk

Rubber                              Eraser (not a condom!)

Scuppered                         Ruined, ended

Silly git                              Moron

Skive                                 Ditch early

Spotty                               Pimply

Starter                              Appetizer

Take Away                         Carry Out

Throw a wobbly                  Pitch a fit

Toff                                  High class, wealth

Trainers                             Tennis shoes

Whinge                              Whine

Brit: Our friend Tony having a tipple; Yank: Our friend Tony tying one on
Brit: Our friend Tony having a tipple; Yank: Our friend Tony tying one on

Now that you Americans have a working Brit vocabulary, it’s time to advance to some fun phrases. Use them the right way in the pub, and maybe some toff will stand you a pint.

Brit                                           Yank

A right bodge job                        Screwed up

Fancy dress                                Costume

Find any joy?                              Have any luck?

Full of beans                              Full of piss and vinegar

Have a kip                                 Catch some z’s

Horses for courses                    Different strokes for different folks

I’ll give you a bell                       I’ll give you a call

It’s a real dog’s dinner (breakfast) A mess

Like chalk and cheese                  Like oil and water

Pop your clogs                            Kick the bucket

Pull a blinder                                Do something skillfully

Sit for an exam                           Take a test

Spend a penny                            Take a pee

Splash out                                  Spend serious cash

Taking the mickey                       Making fun of someone/something

That’s pants                               Crapola

Brit: What a nice jumper our friend Bob is wearing; Yank: Jumper? Get him off the roof!
Brit: What a nice jumper our friend Bob is wearing; Yank: Jumper? Get him off the roof!

Let’s try using our new vocabulary in a short conversation between Brian the Brit and Adam the American:

Brian: Adam, you look knackered. I told you that ginger at the pub last night was dodgy.

Adam: Hey, Dude, she was awesome. You’re just pissed because she wasn’t into you.

Brian: Pissed? I was sober. I was having a chinwag with the barmaid while you made a right bodge job of it with the ginger. 

Adam: I’m not sure, but did you just insult that nice lady? Do you want a knuckle sandwich?

Brian: Now, don’t go and throw a wobbly. I’ll take my sandwich with chips. 

I’ve missed quite a few words, but I couldn’t publish all the nasty ones here. Some of them are hilarious, I must admit. My British friend Brian said something about a barrel?

I’ve talked the language dilemma over with several of my British friends. Julie and her husband Bob have spent a lot of time in America. Julie pointed out to me that it’s more than just different words and phrases, it’s a different level of emotion behind statements.

She gave the example of “I’m excited”. We Americans throw the excited thing around casually: “I’m excited to go to the grocery store tomorrow” or “I’m excited I found purple nail polish”. I guess excited for Brits is more like “I’m excited that I just won a million pounds” or “I’m excited to meet the King”.

The Rosetta Stone was a decree by Egyptian Pharaoh Ptolemy V, proclaimed in three ancient languages. It unlocked the secrets of hieroglyphics to modern scholars
The Rosetta Stone was a decree by Egyptian Pharaoh Ptolemy V, proclaimed in three ancient languages. It unlocked the secrets of hieroglyphics to modern scholars

Let’s try a conversation between Bev the Brit and Arianna the American:

Arianna: Bev, are you going out with that hot Swedish guy again?

Bev: Oh, luv, he was a nutter. He wore his trainers on a first date and whinged about the bill. What a silly git. I’d rather be home hoovering. 

Arianna: He wore diapers on a date? 

Although we might not share a perfect common language, we all share an appreciation of living here in this peaceful paradise. I’m endlessly grateful for all of my British friends. Some days, I am blown away by how welcoming everyone is. Or am I gobsmacked?

By Glenda Cole
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Glenda Cole is a retired American executive loving her storybook life in the Algarve. She’s recently started writing and vlogging for International Living Magazine and she will be speaking at their annual conference in Denver, Colorado this fall. You can sign up for their free email postcards at internationalliving.com