S'nuff ter blaah yer lugs off My mum, a Geordie, uses this when it's rather windy. As a result, so do I.

"You don't want to go stuffing your face with food every five-and-twenty minutes!" said to my teenaged or 20-something father and and a small bunch of his mates after they'd spent a very long time - possibly a day and half a night - on some hunting/shooting/fishing mission, which involved some mishap of getting lost. On returning to civilisation they were hungry, but whoever it was they had arranged to meet that evening had been well-fed that day and didn't feel the need to dine. It was repeated by my late Daddy whenever we complained about being hungry.

She's some kinda lady. Delivered derisively to mean quite the opposite after Mom had witnessed something very unlady-like indeed. :-)

If a light was left on... "It's like Blackpool illuminations in here!" I don't think she ever visited Blackpool.

She's all kippers and curtains. My mother on somebody with social pretensions.

I seem to remember my dad referring to large whiskers (aka "Mutton Chop") as "Bugger's Grips". It was only when I used the phrase out loud, in my thirties, that it dawned on me what it meant.

Not mine, but has anyone seen Russell Howard on his parent's metaphors for someone's sexual proclivities? He likes to keep a skipping rope in the glovebox!