1958 A. Buckeridge Jennings’ Little Hut 76: I thought [...] you’d gone stark raving bats and I should have to humour you.at stark staring bonkers, adj.
1958 A. Buckeridge Jennings’ Little Hut 45: If you had to live in a titchy little tank [...] you’d get a bit browned-off.at browned off, adj.
1958 A. Buckeridge Jennings’ Little Hut 178: Fancy running slap-bang-doyng into Mr. Carter like that.at slap-dab, adv.
1958 A. Buckeridge Jennings’ Little Hut 156: I thought it was royalty, at least, judging by all this flapdoodle.at flapdoodle, n.2
1958 A. Buckeridge Jennings’ Little Hut 209: I vote we lie doggo and wait till he gives himself away.at lie doggo (v.) under lie, v.1
1958 A. Buckeridge Jennings’ Little Hut 43: Pack it up, Jen, for heaven’s sake!at pack it in under pack, v.1