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(con. 1930s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 61: You should be in a good job instead of arsing around here.at arse about (v.) under arse, v.
(con. 1930s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 61: You should be in a good job instead of arsing around here. (con. 1930s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 61: It’s all right for a ballicks like him [...] but you’ve got brains.at ballocks, n.
Sinking of the Kenbane Head 34: Mart blasted the ball about seventy yards.at blast, v.1
(con. 1930s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 35: Try it on somebody your own size, ya blirt ye.at blirt, n.
(con. 1940s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 106: I was pretty brassed off with Jake Thomson.at brassed off, adj.
(con. 1940s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 103: ‘Christ,’ he said, ‘a bullshitting Irishman.’.at bullshit, v.
(con. 1940s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 89: This sadistic MO on FFI used to pick up each man’s doings on the end of his walking cane. After he had examined it to see if it was free from infection [...] he would give it a sharp slap with his cane.at doings, n.1
(con. 1920s–30s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 18: Each carrying the long seaman’s bag over one shoulder and with their mattresses under the other arm. Known as the ‘donkey’s breakfast’.at donkey’s breakfast (n.) under donkey, n.
(con. 1940s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 92: Not even John Wayne [...] and the whole US Marine Corps could have put any fizz into Halifax.at fizz, n.1
(con. 1940s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 103: ‘Away and frig yourself, Corporal,’ I said.at frig, v.
(con. 1940s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 107: Man, Thomson, but you’re a great frigpot.at frigpot (n.) under frig, n.
(con. 1930s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 25: ‘Two o’clock,’ Jack would mutter to himself savagely. ‘Two o’frigging clock.’.at frigging, adj.
(con. 1920s–30s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 21: Hanging up in the bunker was a ‘growler’ – a 7lb jam tin with a wire strung across for a handle.at growler, n.3
(con. 1930s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 61: Ye ignorant-lookin’ gulpin.at gulpin, n.
(con. 1920s–30s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 14: There, by the jawbox, were the usual black bottles.at jarbox, n.
(con. 1940s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 101: A soldier [...] had me in a bear-hug and would have killed me if I hadn’t taken a grip of his particulars.at particulars, n.
(con. 1940s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 90: In came the self-important cockney Corporal. ‘Wot!’ he yelled, ‘still in the pit.’.at pit, n.
(con. 1930s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 38: She was brisk and matter-of-fact and she wasn’t a poultice, like the other girls in our street.at poultice, n.
(con. 1940s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 104: Hartshorn had no puff left.at puff, n.
(con. 1930s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 27: He finished his race a strong last. Talk about a sickener.at sickener, n.
(con. 1940s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 8: Mother was small, like Dad, and sonsy. At the least excitement a round spot would glow on each of her cheeks.at sonsy, adj.
(con. 1930s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 28: But of course, with his weakness, the money did him more harm than good in the long run, for it only put him on the tear for days.at tear, n.
(con. 1930s) Sinking of the Kenbane Head 34: The opposing left-winger [...] waltzed up to Mart and did a fancy little dance on either side of the ball.at waltz, v.
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