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[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 92: She’s in possession of all her faculties and then some.
at and then some!, excl.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 161: The arsehole press is giving her a big show, she must be playing their game.
at arsehole, adj.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 38: I’m sure you don’t talk like a milk-bar cowboy at the commune.
at milk bar cowboy, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 128: The venison alone must sell for a bomb.
at bomb, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 36: Who begged us to come all the way from Auckland to buck in and give you a hand?
at buck in (v.) under buck, v.4
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 38: Us sex-starved bushwackers buried out here in the sticks have to make do with what we can get.
at bushwhacker, n.1
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 26: A ‘Queen Street farmer’ was a city slicker who owned land or stock for taxfiddle reasons.
at Queen Street cocky, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 162: This is the corniest police trap I ever heard of.
at corny, adj.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 44: Just because she went crook at you.
at crook, adj.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 38: ‘Godzone. Is that a Maori expression?’ ‘Godzone country, princess, is our proud name for complacent, fascist-governed New bloody Zealand.’.
at Godsown, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 38: Hell’s bells and buggy wheels, a real pommy princess from the darling old cobwebby Yuke Kay.
at hell’s bells! (excl.) under hell, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 120: The fat slob of a middle-aged secretary carrying a torch for her employer and even looking after his illegit.
at illegit, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 38: Now don’t get your underwear in a twist, princess.
at get one’s knickers in a twist (v.) under knickers, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 90: We could get all the leg-work done for us.
at leg work, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 53: I’ll phone one or two cobbers of mine, get them to come and have a look-see.
at looksee, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 157: If Bertie did kill her there’s no political mileage in it.
at mileage, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 161: Bazzer, must you bore the pants off us about this?
at bore the pants off (v.) under pants, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 24: We are not piking out, there are other ways we can defend ourselves.
at pike out (v.) under pike, v.1
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 37: That padlock is a piss in the hand, princess, when you know how.
at piss in the hand (n.) under piss, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 175: It turns out he’s pukka Graeco-Roman.
at pukka, adj.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 126: Her family packed her off [...] to a very swept-up boarding school. [Ibid.] 167: A suburb so ‘swept up’ and select that the rest of Auckland considered it an uproarious joke.
at swept up, adj.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 23: Thornhill replied by calling them yobbos and warning them that they would be chucked out of the meeting unless they stopped yahooing about.
at yahoo, v.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 23: Thornhill replied by calling them yobbos and warning them that they would be chucked out of the meeting unless they stopped yahooing about.
at yobbo, n.
[UK] J. Sherwood Botanist at Bay 38: Hey fellers, this sheila’s a beaut [...] We’ve picked ourselves a yummy bit of crumpet.
at yummy, adj.
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