Strewth and lies about the lingo
After a month here I’ve had various preconceptions of mine shattered about how the locals talk. Not one person I’ve met has uttered “bonza”, “fair dinkum”, “cobber” or “strewth”. Only a handful have greeted me with “g’day”.
If there is one word that will remind me of this trip and which is used everywhere as both a description and an exclamation it’s “beautiful”.
Or, as they pronounce it here, “b-yew-ri-ful!”