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[UK] T. Burns ‘Street Corner’ in New Writing 72: ‘Bob’s yer uncle,’ shouted another girl, very suddenly. They all shrieked loud with laughter. ‘’Ow’s yer Aunt Fanny?’ called back Frankie.
at Aunt Fanny, n.
[UK] Tom Burns ‘Street Corner’ in New Writing 72: ‘Bob’s yer uncle,’ shouted another girl, very suddenly. They all shrieked loud with laughter. ‘’Ow’s yer Aunt Fanny?’ called back Frankie.
at bob’s your uncle, phr.
[UK] T. Burns ‘Street Corner’ New Writing 73: ‘Saucy effs,’ said the tall girl.... ‘Oo, yer bitch,’ shouted Frankie....
at eff, n.
[UK] T. Burns ‘Street Corner’ New Writing 73: ‘Bunch o’ toerags,’ said the tall girl....‘Ah, eff ’em,’ said Walter.
at eff, v.
[UK] T. Burns ‘Street Corner’ in New Writing 73: ‘Bunch o’ toerags,’ said the tall girl....‘Ah, eff ’em,’ said Walter.
at toerag, n.1
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 69: You can’t eat honey all de time, it does gie yuh de bellyworks.
at belly-works (n.) under belly, n.
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 81: Who you callin bitch, enh?
at bitch, n.1
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 78: Mus’ be yuh bring up in La Basse, bwoy, to talk to a ole lady like dat.
at bwoy, n.
[UK] A. Chamson ‘Tabusse and the Powers’ (trans. John Rodker) in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 16: ‘The Deputy,’ said Tabusse, ‘Let him chase himself. The devil he matters to me!’.
at go chase yourself! (excl.) under chase, v.
[UK] Penguin New Writing No. 4 37: ‘Don’t bother. Here are your gloves.’ ‘No need to be chippy, old fellow.’.
at chippy, adj.2
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 79: Is a darm shame, daas whey it is.
at darn, adj.
[UK] F. Sargeson ‘When the Wind Blows’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 49: Knocky tried to hit Lanky and missed, and then Lanky hit him.
at lanky, n.
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 81: If anybody, de Gubnor of de colony hisself, hit me like dat, I mash up his face.
at mash up (v.) under mash, v.
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 73: From the day Napoleon came into the yard he started his monkey-tricks with the women.
at monkey tricks, n.
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 69: You carn’ keep your noise-box quiet, enh gerl?
at noisebox (n.) under noise, n.1
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 81: ‘Hol’ you noise, all you,’ Napoleon shouted.
at hold your noise! (excl.) under noise, n.1
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 81: He was putting on airs and making a good ‘poppyshow’ of himself.
at poppy-show, n.2
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 76: You goin’ let he bring that sonuvabitch heah?
at sonofabitch, n.
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 81: Recently Dodo had been getting a little too uppish for their liking.
at uppish, adj.
[UK] A. Mendes ‘Afternoon in Trinidad’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 6 70: During that time her yardfriends had shared their food with her.
at yard, n.2
[UK] F. Sargeson in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 43 71: I knew it would give me the dingbats if I just stayed on there waiting.
at give someone the dingbats (v.) under dingbats, n.
[UK] in Penguin New Writing No. 16 28: Wizzoh! No night fighters!
at whizzo, adj.
[UK] J. Lehmann (ed.) Penguin New Writing 22 40: ‘Cor, don’t he look washed out?’ — and I reply ‘Get knotted, you shower!’.
at get knotted! (excl.) under knotted, adj.
[UK] J. Maclaren-Ross Swag, the Spy and the Soldier in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 26 49: I’m shit out, see? Ain’t got bugger all.
at bugger all, n.
[UK] J. Maclaren-Ross Swag, the Spy and the Soldier in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 26 38: Sandy climbed the apples and pears to bed.
at apples (and pears), n.
[UK] J. Maclaren-Ross Swag, the Spy and the Soldier in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 26 51: ‘What do you make of this case, corporal?’ ‘Bleeding balls-up, between you and me.’.
at balls-up, n.
[UK] J. Sommerfield ‘Squadron Move’ in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 26 22: We looked like we’d been on the booze and the batter for a week and finished up with a night in the gutter.
at batter, n.3
[UK] J. Maclaren-Ross Swag, the Spy and the Soldier in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 26 32: He got boozed up instead.
at boozed, adj.
[UK] J. Maclaren-Ross Swag, the Spy and the Soldier in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 26 56: Parades and bullshit got on his wick.
at bullshit, n.
[UK] J. Maclaren-Ross Swag, the Spy and the Soldier in Lehmann Penguin New Writing No. 26 40: He’d done a bust, burgled the amusement park.
at do a bust (v.) under bust, n.
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