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Britain Through Gipsy Eyes 51: I’m Michael Devaney of no fixed abode. / I live by my wits as a tramp on the road [...] I’m before the Recorder of Abingdon Court to-day; / But where I’ll be to-morrow, be Jabers, I can’t say.at bejabers!, excl.
Britain Through Gipsy Eyes 51: I’m Michael Devaney of no fixed abode. / I live by my wits as a tramp on the road [...] I’m before the Recorder of Abingdon Court to-day; / But where I’ll be to-morrow, be Jabers, I can’t say. Britain Through Gipsy Eyes 76: ‘I once had a lucky hit,’ said Jack. ‘A young toff whose uncle had died asked me to clear out some old papers and books [...] and they fetched four quid.’.at hit, n.
Britain Through Gipsy Eyes 30: In spite of the thick pea-soup fogs, I’ve covered quite a lot of ground.at peasouper, n.
Britain Through Gipsy Eyes 1: That was an old bow-topped and canvas-covered vardo. ‘The Star of the Road’, as my caravan is named, is built on more modern lines.at vardo, n.
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