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Poor Man’s Orange 192: Your dadda as drunk as an earl.at drunk as (a)..., adj.
Poor Man’s Orange 192: Your dadda as drunk as an earl. Poor Man’s Orange 146: Nobody caring a tinker’s whether it did or not.at not care a tinker’s (curse), v.
Poor Man’s Orange 4: I won’t go into a home for the dying. I been on me own all me life, and I’m not going to be mucked about with now.at muck about, v.
Poor Man’s Orange 12: Dolour hesitated, looking back at her mother, who was gossiping on the steps with Mrs Drummy, of the ham-and-beef.at ham and beef, n.1
Poor Man’s Orange 243: The day all spoiled, and the rest of it already booked up for his arging and barging.at argy-bargy, n.
Poor Man’s Orange 205: He’s been knocking around with her for months.at knock around, v.
Poor Man’s Orange 197: Like that tart I saw down town last Saturday arvo.at arvo, n.
Poor Man’s Orange 15: ‘Aw, come on, snuggle up,’ said a voice in her ear. ‘Go and bag yer head,’ retorted Dolour haughtily.at bag your head! (excl.) under bag, v.
Poor Man’s Orange 267: Knocking around the bush with a half-crazy bagman.at bagman, n.
Poor Man’s Orange 119: Hey, Bumper, you old cow [...] It’s me. What are you doing bailing us out like this?at bail out, v.
Poor Man’s Orange 23: Stop yer ballyhooly! You’re making such a noise I can’t hear me ears!at ballyhooly, n.
Poor Man’s Orange 27: Been up before the beak more times than you could count.at beak, n.1
Poor Man’s Orange 17: ‘You’re a bloody beaut.’ She felt in the pockets of her coat and pulled out the bent stub of a cigarette. ‘And no matches, either.’.at beaut, n.1
Poor Man’s Orange 69: Silly old biddy, babbling about chastity and virginity, pleading with her not to go off at the deep end!at biddy, n.2
Poor Man’s Orange 123: In spite of her big talk about policemen, Mumma was dead scared of them.at big, adj.
Poor Man’s Orange 69: She wanted to say something, to tell this silly old coot that what she knew about life could be written on a trey bit.at trey-bit, n.
Poor Man’s Orange 196: Ah, don’t be such a bite, Seppa! Ain’t his fault he’s black.at bite, v.
Poor Man’s Orange 25: And me with me various veins that bad I can hardly lift a hoof without fear of them blowing out on me.at blow out, v.1
Poor Man’s Orange 23: With this remarkable statement Mumma got up and stood on Motty, who yelled blue blazes.at blue blazes (n.) under blue, adj.5
Poor Man’s Orange 75: He said I was a pimply-faced runt, too, the big bonehead.at bonehead, n.2
Poor Man’s Orange 38: That dirty old cow, always making up to kids. Only been out of boob a few weeks.at boob, n.1
Poor Man’s Orange 262: Won’t be long before we get the boot, too.at boot, the, n.
Poor Man’s Orange 82: Don’t go poking borax at the dead.at poke (the) borak (v.) under borak, n.
Poor Man’s Orange 24: You don’t want to get all boxed up about it [...] Nothin’ll happen for twenty years.at boxed-up, adj.
Poor Man’s Orange 267: Buck up and get hold of the pieces and pull them together.at buck up!, excl.
Poor Man’s Orange 50: She dodged away from the gas bracket, where two budgies cuddled together.at budgie, n.1
Poor Man’s Orange 210: She hurtled through, bug-eyed and yellow-pale.at bug-eyed, adj.
Poor Man’s Orange 118: How would I know that some bullet-headed calonkus would leave a chair on the stairs?at bullet-headed, adj.
Poor Man’s Orange 27: ‘Stinking mongrels!’ said Delie strongly. Somebody called out, ‘What about them electric stoves they’re going to give us, but?’.at but, adv.
Poor Man’s Orange 5: Hughie felt so bad that he had to leave the happy buzz and go home.at buzz, n.
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