1981 (con. 1920s) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 219: It was the rale Ally Daly.at real Ally Daly, the, n.
1981 (con. 1920s) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 219: He arsed his way through the crowd.at arse, v.
1981 (con. c.1918) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 32: Come on now, yeh hoor’s get! Come on now and I’ll bate the shite outa yeh.at beat the shit out of, v.
1981 (con. c.1920) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 52: To a boy with long hair the phrase was ‘Hey, Starve the barber!’ To a man with a beard ‘Hey, Beaver!’.at beaver, n.1
1981 (con. 1920s) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 133: That’s not a dive, that’s a bellier.at bellier, n.
1981 (con. 1922) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 88: Why can’t they shake hands and be friends? Haven’t we had our bellyful of war?at bellyful (n.) under belly, n.
1981 (con. c.1920) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 174: For every chalk-mark a scholar received one ‘biff’ from the Brother.at biff, n.1
1981 (con. 1922) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 88: A bloody big bogman of a soldier let a roar at me. I nearly foaled a fiddle with the fright.at bogman (n.) under bog, n.3
1981 (con. c.1920) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 31: How I longed for a sheep-dog of my own, ‘Hey, mister, give us that oul’ bowler’.at bowler, n.2
1981 (con. 1920s) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 155: The porridge we ate was made of Indian Meal or Yalla Male as it was called. Another name for it was Burgoo.at burgoo, n.
1981 (con. 1920s) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 219: I nearly had a canary (with fright or shock).at canary, n.1
1981 (con. c.1920) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 122: In every film there was always a ‘chap’, a ‘girl’ and ‘villyun’.at chap, n.
1981 P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 136: A wrong move earned a clatter on the ear.at clatter, n.2
1981 (con. 1930s) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 117: They were of course, chasing women, but the Dublin phrase was more picturesque – ‘clickin’ mots’. The favourite place for ‘clickin’ mots’ was the main road of Phoenix Park.at click, v.3
1981 (con. 1920s) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 160: They gave me a bang on the top of the conk, / That nearly made me cry.at conk, n.1
1981 (con. c.1920) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 145: Don’t forget the Diddley, / Last week we didn’t pay.at diddly, n.1
1981 (con. 1920s) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 219: As small as a mouse’s diddy.at diddy, n.3
1981 (con. c.1918) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 35: As very young children we [...] sang: ‘Mr. Dooley, / Done his pooley, / Up against his sister’s garden wall; / His sister caught him, / And smacked his bottom, / And poor ol’ Mr. Dooley done it all’.at do it, v.2
1981 (con. 1920s) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 219: A little fart of a fella (small).at fart, n.
1981 (con. c.1920) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 61: ‘Give us another word for feck.’ We shouted together ‘RAWB’ (rob).at feck, v.1
1981 (con. c.1920) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 51: Another chant of ours as youngsters was a list of so-called curse-words [...] ‘Feck, damn, blazes, cocky, piss and snots’.at feck!, excl.
1981 (con. 1920s) P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 219: He was fit to be tied.at fit to be tied under fit to..., phr.
1981 P. Crosbie Your Dinner’s Poured Out! 105: The war lasted a couple of weeks and then fizzled out.at fizzle (out), v.