1933 E. Mordaunt Mrs. Van Kleek (1949) 34: Youth was the happiest time of one’s life, all beer and skittles, rosebuds and lollies.at all beer and skittles, phr.
1933 E. Mordaunt Mrs. Van Kleek (1949) 142: ‘Hang it all,’ he would have said, ‘ a chap’s got to laugh at something, stuck down in a jam of this sort.’.at hang it (all)! (excl.) under hang, v.1
1933 E. Mordaunt Mrs. Van Kleek (1949) 17: That damned silly hash-house of old Geoffrey’s.at hash-house, n.
1933 E. Mordaunt Mrs Van Kleek (1949) 176: ‘You dirty, thieving, black nigger man,’ she had said [...] ‘I’ll have no poggleman round my kitchen.’ ‘A poggleman! To be called a poggleman!’.at poggle, n.
1933 E. Mordaunt Mrs. Van Kleek (1949) 23: It’s this beastly business [...] that’s got me raw.at raw, adj.
1933 E. Mordaunt Mrs. Van Kleek (1949) 34: if there was any taradiddle in the world it was that youth was the happiest time of one’s life.at taradiddle, n.