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They don't use articles, such as "the", "an", "a".
Ex: Do you want to go to THE hospital?
comes out as:
Do you want to go to hospital?
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True but sometimes we don't either. Do you want to go to college? I found the differences in Australian English, British English and Kiwi english fascinating.
I spent a lot of time in the UK and in Australia and was a contracts manager (what they would call a "commercial manager"). One of my favorite clauses was called the "statutory undertaker". It basically required you, when performing construction, to provide access to the electrical/gas/water inspector etc. I learned to love to eat spotted dick too.
They never go on vacation- they go on "holiday". They don't have "carry out" they have "take away." FWIW the wellie isn't called a wellie in Australia. That's referred to as a gumboot. The largest one in the world is found in a town called Tully. Which is also one of the rainiest places in Australia.
Australians refer to Brits as "pommies" or a "pom" . Somewhat derogatory you can imagine it came from the acronym POME (Prisoner of Mother England). But also remember we don't go to England. We go to the UK. Scots, Irish and Welshmen will quickly remind you of the difference.
In Australia males don't wear a swimsuit. They usually wear a "budgie smuggler". I'll let you all figure that one out.
The Brits have marmite. Australians eat vegemite. They both taste like sh *t IMO.
I'll leave you with one of my favorite jokes:
One day an Irishman was visiting London and decided he wanted to be an Englishman. He asked how to do it and was told that it was possible but it required a medical procedure and only one doctor in one hospital in all the world could do it (conveniently located in London of course).
The Irishman made an appointment with the doctor and told him of his wish. The doctor said he could do it but that it required very delicate brain surgery and that half his brain tissue would have to be removed. The Irishman agreed on the spot (or "straight away" as one might say). He had to sign a release and, months later, the operation was performed.
After the operation the patient awoke and when he looked up and saw the doctor and half the hospital staff standing over him. They were crying.
Before he could ask what's the matter the doctor said I'm so sorry the scalpel slipped. Instead of removing half your brain tissue we removed it all. There's nothing we can do to fix it.
The patient looked at them all and then looked at the doctor and said:
"No worries, mate!"