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(con. 1960s) Silvertown 223: The Walters fall to their cards, frantically marking the numbers as they’re called: two fat ladies, eighty-eight [...] seventy-eight, the house in a state.at house in a state, n.
(con. 1960s) Silvertown 223: The Walters fall to their cards, frantically marking the numbers as they’re called: two fat ladies, eighty-eight [...] seventy-eight, the house in a state. (con. 1960s) Silvertown 223: The Walters fall to their cards, frantically marking the numbers as they’re called: two fat ladies, eighty-eight [...] Twenty-three, you and me.at you and me, n.
(con. 1960s) Silvertown 223: The Walters fall to their cards, frantically marking the numbers as they’re called: two fat ladies, eighty-eight [...] Twenty-two, me and you.at me and you, n.
(con. 1945) Silvertown 163: Well, would you cocoa? laughs Len Page.at I should cocoa under coffee and cocoa, v.
(con. 1910s) Silvertown 26: No Fulcher child has ever had to dip for a living, and not a drop of Sally Army soup has passed Fulcher lips.at Sally Ann, n.
(con. 1960s) Silvertown 223: The Walters fall to their cards, frantically marking the numbers as they’re called: two fat ladies, eighty-eight [...] Twenty-four, dad at the door.at dad at the door, n.
(con. 1960s) Silvertown 223: The Walters fall to their cards, frantically marking the numbers as they’re called: two fat ladies, eighty-eight [...] number four, being poor.at being poor, n.
(con. 1910s) Silvertown 50: ’Ere, Dor [...] D’you reckon Mr Moses is a Jew-Boy?at Jew boy, n.
(con. 1914–18) Silvertown 43: She’d see women streaming from the munitions factories with faces yellow from picric acid, and the local boys [...] shouting ‘Chinkie Chinkie Chinkie’.at Chinky, n.
(con. 1918) Silvertown 61: The war has ended now and Moses’ is turning out civvie suits for middle class men.at civvie, adj.
(con. 1960s) Silvertown 223: The Walters fall to their cards, frantically marking the numbers as they’re called: two fat ladies, eighty-eight, snake eyes, eleven.at snake eyes, n.2
(con. 1950) Silvertown 197: The whole East End is a complex web of scams with the docks at its heart. New terms have to be invented for the art of the fiddle.at fiddle, n.3
(con. 1910s) Silvertown 55: Let’s check on the mooches and the gyppos, says Dora.at gyppo, n.1
(con. 1960s) Silvertown 223: The Walters fall to their cards, frantically marking the numbers as they’re called: two fat ladies, eighty-eight [...] eighty-two, hole in me shoe.at hole in my shoe, n.
(con. 1914) Silvertown 40: I ain’t gonna eat no Hun meat, Frenchie says.at Hun, adj.
(con. 1960s) Silvertown 223: The Walters fall to their cards, frantically marking the numbers as they’re called: two fat ladies, eighty-eight [...] forty-four, mouth is sore.at mouth is sore, n.
(con. 1910s) Silvertown 37: Frenchie lifts the youngest two onto the Woolwich Free Ferry to gawp at the pauper children shouting ‘throw out your mouldies’ to passengers on the steamers tied up at Woolwich pier and watch the scattering of coins from ship to shore.at mouldy one (n.) under mouldy, adj.
(con. 1950) Silvertown 197: The donkey man who operates the winch will be in on the scam and he’ll skew the winch every so often so that some of the cargo lands in the water, to be [...] picked up at lowtide by mudlarks.at mudlark, n.
(con. 1941) Silvertown 118: The Nasties ain’t gonna come back today, the bastards.at nasties, n.
(con. 1941) Silvertown 125: I don’t know why you don’t come down to number 27 and have a cup of tea and a drop of bread and scrape.at scrape, n.
(con. 1910s) Silvertown 32: The yellow-haired girl follows them [...] singing in a jangly voice: Poplar is popular but Wapping is topping.at topping, adj.
(con. 1960s) Silvertown 223: The Walters fall to their cards, frantically marking the numbers as they’re called: two fat ladies, eighty-eight.at two fat ladies (n.) under two, adj.
(con. 1910s) Silvertown 5: Fer gawd’s sake git some powder on yer face, you’re as black as a woggie-wog, her mother, Sarah, would say.at wog, n.1
(con. 1910s) Silvertown 9: Sarah Fulcher is a thrifty creature [...] The only music my Sarah can’t stand is the sound of the Yiddisher piana, French says.at Yiddisher piano (n.) under Yiddisher, adj.
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