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My Life I 275: [The] whole string of jarvies were bumping in procession to the destination, having no one in them.at jarvey, n.
My Life I 275: [The] whole string of jarvies were bumping in procession to the destination, having no one in them. (con. 1950s) My Life 118: The aunties used to dig holes and bury their liquor. [...] Whenever someone need a sip, she would go and kneel down and undig the hole, which was called the ‘mine,’ while one or two others would [...] watch out for the cop.at auntie, n.2
(con. 1950s) My Life 122: We drank at Manana’s, a joint that sold almost all kinds of booze, the speciality being ‘buck-shot’ or Barberton. Manana’s yard was always full of buck-shot guzzlers.at barberton, n.
(con. 1950s) My Life 164: There was Godfrey Moloi on the road again [...] with chains on his wrists and ankles joined to scores of fellow prisoners, this time to Cinderella Prison (‘Blue Sky’) in Boksburg.at blue sky, n.1
(con. 1950s) My Life 105: Next morning I was on the ten past six ‘bomber’ to Mayfair. In the train I was a pathetic case.at bomber, n.1
(con. 1950s) My Life 67: I also saw the Gay Rubineers under Bra Fats Ngwabeni.at bra, n.
(con. 1950s) My Life 117: You could pick yourself a jail sentence [...] for having cutlery in your house (‘dangerous weapons’).at cutlery, n.
(con. 1950s) My Life 110: I also remember Ketie, Boys, Hosia and Dick. [...] They were all no-goods from Sophiatown.at no-good, n.
(con. 1950s) My Life 115: They were on their way to Nomali Mshengu’s shebeen [...] The order there would be six quarts of beer, half a jack of Mellow Wood.at half-jack, n.
(con. 1950s) My Life 112: I also remember the Krugersdorp hardheads like Bular, Lefty, Fish, Election and so on.at hardhead, n.
(con. 1950s) My Life 122: To our great relief ‘The Army’ had arrived. Scaru, Puru, Toffie, Play and a lot more of our home boys from the ‘Rough House’.at homeboy, n.
(con. 1950s) My Life 99: John Dlamini, who was our pianist [...] was very good at the ivories.at ivory, n.
(con. 1950s) My Life 216: We were all overshadowed by these country boys referred to as muggus. I tell you they started driving fast cars while the city boys could hardly afford a bike.at moegoe, n.
(con. 1950s) My Life 82: Each time he landed a blow the girls would scream ‘Yoh!’ and the boys would shout ‘Moer ’om!’.at moer, v.
(con. 1950s) My Life 186: We pulled off our overcoats, displayed our uniforms and exploded with ‘Communal Hall on Fire’. That was all it took to pip the Serenades.at pip, v.1
(con. 1950s) My Life 112: Young Election and the rest of the gang then chased the people around the dance floor, driving them towards the door, where Bular and Left tested their so-called ‘Sunday punches’ on the innocent patrons.at Sunday (punch), n.
(con. 1950s) My Life 115: They were on their way to Nomali Mshengu’s shebeen [...] The order there would be six quarts of beer, half a jack of Mellow Wood.at shebeen, n.
(con. 1950s) My Life 201: Here we played for ‘Sheilas’ or domestics.at sheila, n.1
(con. 1950s) My Life 72: The boys were wearing [...] ‘voetsaks’, a kind of half boot with car-tyre soles, which has ended up as the standard shoe for the Z.C.C. clan to this day.at voetsak, n.
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