Green’s Dictionary of Slang
W. Trevor Angels at the Ritz 172: After a day listening to rubbish it’s a pleasure to take a ball of malt with him.at ball, n.2
W. Trevor Angels at the Ritz 247: ‘Well, I’m beggared,’ remarked Mr Uprichard.at beggared, adj.
W. Trevor Angels at the Ritz 171: ‘Proddy-woddy green-guts,’ the Catholic children cried at us in Curransbridge. ‘Catty, Catty, going to mass,’ we whispered back, ‘riding on the devil’s ass.’.at catty, n.1
W. Trevor Angels at the Ritz 187: She’d been a slap-happy mother and was a slap-happy wife, not caring much what people thought if her child wasn’t as meticulously turned out as other children.at slap-happy, adj.
W. Trevor Angels at the Ritz 187: Poppy Edwards, you’re a holy terror!at holy terror, n.
W. Trevor Angels at the Ritz 188: If Alice thought that Lenny and Albert weren’t chancing their arms with the local talent in Italy and Africa then Alice definitely had another think coming.at talent, n.
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