Well, I just had to dip my feet into (what I expected would be) the frigid waters of the North Atlantic. Much to my utter surprise and amazement, the water temperature wasn't half bad. Not warm, but not glacial either. Mind you, I only went in knee deep. But there were hearty souls in up to their necks and they hadn't turned blue. I walked for a spell along the beach in the shallow water. I quite enjoyed that.P.S. It's all I can do not to break out into a British accent when I talk. All my life, I've had this propensity to adapt to local accents and vocabularies. This skill has not diminished over time. By the time I get to London, I'll be 'bloody hell'-ing and 'cheerio'-ing with the best of them.
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Waaaaaaaaaay back in the 70's I worked with a young lady who was borned and raised in Rhodesia,when it was still called Rhodesia. She had an amazing British accent and taught me to say "Cheery-Byes!" Erm, ask around to see anyone uses that phrase. 'kay?
royce - I asked around and indeed the phrase 'cheery-bye' is used. Not often, but it is a known phrase.
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