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[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 145: I didn’t want to con him for a half-note.
at half a note, n.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 70: I felt that he’d tell me straight out, yes or no, with no excuse. Larry wasn’t the kind of fella to make a song and dance out of anything.
at make a song and dance (about) (v.) under song and dance, n.1
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 57: I told her to get stuffed and to shove the shop and the newspapers right up her arse.
at shove it up your arse!, excl.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 97: She said to him, ‘Kiss me, darlin’, kiss me again,’ in a voice that was straight from the arsehole of Kerry.
at arsehole, n.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to the Hill (1966) 169: We left Dublin at six in the evening and drove to the back of beyond, not getting there until nine o’clock.
at back of beyond (n.) under back, adv.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 64: I made myself promise not to let Cahill get my back up any more.
at get someone’s back up (v.) under back, n.1
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 128: You’re getting up on my back now.
at get up (on) someone’s back (v.) under back, n.1
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 179: She threw back her head and laughed, taking no notice of the fact that he’d called her a ragbag in well-chosen slang.
at rag bag, n.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 153: Her money couldn’t buy her a man she could love, it couldn’t even buy her a bag of bones like me.
at bag of bones, n.1
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 76: I’m baling out now, kid.
at bail out, v.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 136: Maureen was crying and at the same time ballocking the life out of Egan for hitting me like that.
at ballock, v.2
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 37: The oul’ fella tried to give me a ballocking, but she told him to shut up.
at ballocking, n.2
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 176: ‘Tell her you’re a bumboy,’ I said [...] ‘I will in me ballocks tell her I’m a queer.’.
at in one’s ballocks under ballocks, n.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 78: ‘I nearly smashed me testicles.’ [...] ‘Me testicles, me ballocks,’ he said, a pain coming into his face.
at ballocks, n.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 43: Any ballocks can be a carpenter or a bricklayer.
at ballocks, n.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 58: I told Ma about the barney in the shop.
at barney, n.2
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 27: ‘Bastardin’ robbers,’ he snorted.
at bastarding (adj.) under bastard, n.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 35: They really did beat the bejeysus out of me before they ran off and left me lying in my own blood and vomit.
at bejazus, n.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 145: There I was with just over three quid in my bin.
at bin, n.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 122: She didn’t eat much but she was putting the black stuff away as quick as I was myself.
at black stuff, n.1
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 120: They’re blimping your crotch to see if you’re bulging a bit.
at blimp, n.2
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 181: You don’t want to blow her out and her loaded with dough. Now, do you?
at blow out, v.1
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 128: The way fellas talk, you’d think it was impossible to get a bit unless you went to a brasser.
at brasser, n.1
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 176: After the number of times I sunk the log last night she’d never believe I was a brownie.
at brownie, n.1
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 101: Her oul’ fella was behind us and he was built like a brick shithouse.
at built like a brick shithouse (adj.) under built, adj.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 101: As I got near the old Canon, who was a right crochety old bastard, he gave me a bull’s look.
at bull’s look (n.) under bull, n.1
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 173: Redmond, the king of the all-time bullshit artists.
at bullshit artist (n.) under bullshit, n.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 177: It’s bound to be so lousy that even an eejit like her will give you the bum’s rush.
at bum’s rush, n.
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 173: You don’t notice your pubic hairs until you see the bush.
at bush, n.1
[UK] L. Dunne Goodbye to The Hill (1966) 164: This’ll be a cakewalk after winning a talent contest.
at cakewalk, n.
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