'What about pulling the emergency cord?' 'Aw, dicken on. I haven't got the dingbats and I haven't got five quid.'
The accused said, 'Murder? Dicken on that, me murder anyone!'
'You don't lie and cheat the way my mother does.' 'Ah, dicken.'
You've got to tie your horse up; feed and water him, and groom him before you get near a bit of picking for yourself! Dicken to that. The infantry'll do me!