1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 88: ‘Oh, bollocks.’ ‘Tegwyn, another word like that and you can go to your room.’.at ballocks!, excl.
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 72: Henry Warburton bangs around.at bang around (v.) under bang, v.1
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 130: I get six of the best to show how much he doesn’t wanna see me. April Fool. Beaudy.at beauty!, excl.
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 34: A couple of yobbos come in. Black T-shirts, black beetle-crushers.at beetle-crusher (n.) under beetle, n.1
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 104: Now you’re a born-again, bashing the Bible and Holy Jesus. I think you’re crap.at bible-basher (n.) under bible, n.
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 5: The only lights in sight are from Cherry’s roadhouse [...] You can see their bowsers glowing, and sometimes you think you can actually see the numbers rolling in them. [Ibid.] There’s two shops, a pub, a bowser.at bowser, n.3
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 140: I was in the nick. Remember, buddy-boy?at buddy boy (n.) under buddy, n.
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 127: Don’t try your religious crap on me, boy. Don’t come the crapper with me.at crapper, n.1
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 120: Four big kids yell: ‘Melon!’ and drag me in the dunnies [...] and shove my head in the crappiest bowl and flush.at crappy, adj.
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 69: He [...] came back riding an old yellow bike, a crappy old crate with a girl’s carry basket on the front.at crate, n.
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 117: Mum came in and went crook something awful.at go crook (on) (v.) under crook, adj.
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 52: Ort doesn’t have to ’cause he’s a boy, ’cause he’s got a dangler and I haven’t.at dangler, n.
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 120: It’s normal for you to go to the dyke fifty times a night.at dike, n.1
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 112: Get up, Morton Flack, you dill. Get out of the water or you’ll die!at dill, n.1
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 102: Taking the Michael out of his girlfriend for being ugly and dropping her falsies in the washing.at extract the Michael, v.
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 102: Taking the Michael out of his girlfriend for being ugly and dropping her falsies in the washing.at falsies, n.
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 118: Morton-flamin’-Flack, what the hell do you think you’re doing?at flaming, adj.2
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 70: I think he’s hit the grog a bit.at hit the grog (v.) under grog, n.1
1986 T. Winton That Eye, The Sky 971: She’s got a bloody hide sending you over here. She’s got hide, full-stop.at hide, n.