1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 119: Old Mr. Pickwick could get drunk as a tinker’s bitch on cold punch.at drunk as (a)..., adj.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 1: ‘I saw your ad——’ ‘That’s right, ad. Not advertisement.’.at ad, n.1
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 295: That O’Toole, ’e’s looking for a bull-and-a-cow to end all rows, a proper bundle.at bull and cow, n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 294: I’ll bet you anything you like that if I take O’Toole and you take another simultaneously, they’ll cut and run.at cut and run, v.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 268: A tosser on a Wilkie Bard, / A lord on a Charing Cross, / Is ’ow I fell, and it’s bread-’n-lard / To bear my milkman’s ’orse.at bread and lard, adj.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 269: I must die for the want o’ Johnny Rann, / No Little Nell shall be rung for / This Pope-o’-Romeless pot-’n-pan / My ding-dong has been sung for.at pot and pan, n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 236: ‘Did you get the bees-and-honey?’ ‘The money? Yes, I got it.’.at bees (and honey), n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 120: Just because Sam Yudenow is such a bloody out-and-outer, and you’ve read too many books, you see what you call a character.at out-and-outer, n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 187: Provided you don’t live like a pig—in your Darby-and-Joan, for yourself.at darby and joan, adj.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 196: Stone my Aunt Fanny, but if I ’ad a trumpet I’d ’ave a blow at it!at Aunt Fanny, n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 268: My daisies I bullock’d for two pig’s ears / To warm my Auntie Nelly.at Auntie Nelly, n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 175: Silent, did you say? Give it away. And variety, I think you said? A corpse.at give it away, v.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 282: Forgive my having beaten you just now. I didn’t really mean it, only my back was up.at get one’s back up (v.) under back, n.1
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 212: You got bags o’ time. I’ll walk you to the terminus and we’ll ’ave a cuppa.at bags (of), n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 273: Who picked you literally out of the gutter, you and your tin of herrings? Bah!at bah!, excl.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 58: ‘Oh, for Christ’s sake, take a pen’orth!’ said Copper Baldwin. ‘Take a ball-o’-chalk!’.at ball of chalk, n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 23: Make a bruise an’ the Society Prevention Cruelty to Animals ’as got you by the left tit.at have someone/something by the balls (v.) under balls, n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 268: A tosser on a Wilkie Bard, / A lord on a Charing Cross, / Is ’ow I fell, and it’s bread-’n-lard / To bear my milkman’s ’orse.at Wilkie Bards, n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 256: Hm, the bastard sunk up to the hilt, didn’t ’e? Pretty wizened, this ’ere soil.at bastard, n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 268: On the Johnny Horner I must stand / In this land of the yet-to-be, / ’Olding out my Martin’s-le-Grand / For the price of a Rosie Lee.at yet to be, adj.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 294: ‘Where’s this mob now?’ He replied: ‘Like I told you, guv’nor, beering up in the “Load o’ Mischief”.’.at beer up (v.) under beer, n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 64: Was Zola in the Franco-Prussian War? Bet your life ’e wasn’t—’e pushed off to Marseilles.at bet one’s (sweet) life (v.) under bet, v.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 131: To Bo-peep on their rolling billows [...] Where their loaves o’ bread repose.at rolling billow, n.
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 256: ’Emmingway, git some stones. Faulkner, pull the bitch out straight.at bitch, n.1
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 1: One of Sam Yudenow’s shows—the cream of the biz, the top of the milk!at biz, n.1
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 9: The young bloods of Fowlers End were strutting, in their indescribably repulsive hang-dog, drag-heeled way, in the High Street.at young blood (n.) under blood, n.2
1957 G. Kersh Fowlers End (2001) 229: I shall wiggle like the devil until I’ve stopped blooping. Lover, come back to me—oh, damn this squiff!at bloop, n.