1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 89: Shit a bloody brick. Bloody dirty stinkin’ rotten bastard. [Ibid.] 206: ‘Shit a bloody pebble,’ he said.at shit a brick!, excl.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 93: Sounds a bit of all-bloody-right. Haven’t had a feed of crays for weeks.at bit of all right, a, phr.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 30: ‘What’s Luxor?’ ‘Abo baccy. Pretty potent, an’ a bit coarse.’.at abo, n.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 60: When not too tired, a man was able to visit [...] the open-air fleas-n’-itches.at fleas and itches, n.
1968 D. O’Grady Bottle of Sandwiches 199: We bought a few Arrystotles of sandwiches in Kempsey.at aristotle, n.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 114: I didn’t and don’t trust Noah’s arks of any size.at Noah’s (ark), n.1
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 114: If we’d been caught, we’d have been knocked smartly A over T.at arse over tit under arse, n.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 7: ‘More trouble than you’re worth,’ he said. ‘Yer bloody bowerbirds.’.at bower-bird, n.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 28: A man feels a galah fronting a new boss and putting the bite on him for the price of a gallon of juice.at put the bite on (v.) under bite, n.1
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 18: Seeing as we’d come this far we thought we’d better have a look at Australia’s ‘shittot city’. So we rubbered the bitumen on to Perth.at rubber the bitumen, v.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 134: Three able bods are better than two, if the going gets rough.at bod, n.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 169: Three ‘buckets’ of foaming suds, amber in colour, with an inch of collar spilling over the rim.at bucket, n.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 19: ‘What’s wrong with him?’ I said. [...] ‘Buggered if I know,’ Pat said.at buggered if I know under buggered, adj.1
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 64: Cripes [...] Only went for a dip. Bloody current caught me. Carried me out to buggery.at out to buggery (adj.) under buggery, n.
1968 D. O’Grady Bottle of Sandwiches 30: Hope he brings the makin’s we asked him to. Smokin’ bumpers is all right when there’s nothin’ else, but by tomorrow we’ll be bumperin’ the bumpers.at bumper, n.4
1968 D. O’Grady Bottle of Sandwiches 30: Hope he brings the makin’s we asked him to. Smokin’ bumpers is all right when there’s nothin’ else, but by tomorrow we’ll be bumperin’ the bumpers.at bumper, v.2
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 40: Can’t say I’ve ever been there. Give it a burl?at give it a burl (v.) under burl, n.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 101: Breakfast of bacon, cackleberries, Hogan’s ghost, and two quarts of tea.at cackleberry (n.) under cackle, n.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 123: The joint jumps every night, the pubs make a fortune, the charlie-wheelers come in in droves.at charlie wheeler, n.
1968 D. O’Grady Bottle of Sandwiches 83: I came in for my share of chiacking from the boys.at chi-ike, v.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 96: We [...] choofed off up the beach.at choof off (v.) under choof, v.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 128: The boss ran quite a few chooks on the place, too, and sold the eggs.at chook, n.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 199: Haven’t seen ’em in a coon’s age.at coon’s age (n.) under coon, n.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 68: He was a bit of a dag, the old Bern. Always ready with a quick quip and a witty answer.at dag, n.2
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 56: I’m dry as last week’s dead marines.at dead marine (n.) under dead, adj.
1968 D. O’Grady A Bottle of Sandwiches 6: We had to fork over eight hundred fiddly-bloody-dids for her. [Ibid.] 99: I had to shell out around two hundred and fifty fiddleys.at fiddley(-did), n.