1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 89: Now don’t get all rorty, don’t go up on the air.at go up in the air (v.) under air, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 56: One, two, three a-lairy, / My ball’s gone down the airy!at airy, n.1
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 43: When mother comes after ’im, ’e says ’e’ll drop the pair of ’em, mum and ’er so-and-so sister, among the works if ’e ’as any more of ’em.at so-and-so, adj.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 16: You’re a filthy little so-and-so, ain’t yer?at so-and-so, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 9: Tossing grubby hair back, the arab swiped the hand roving near his stuffed jersey.at arab, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 38: Don’t fall arse over ’ead with yourself; ’ere, this way.at arse over head under arse, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 127: Talk about the Black ’Ole of Calcutta: fine advert for a plumber if anyone comes to see ’im on business, this fart-arsed miserable glimmer.at fart-arsed, adj.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 42: ’E finished up in Colney ’Atch mad as a ’atter three months later.at ...a hatter under mad as..., adj.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 207: Foreigners, the ’ole lot of yer are nothing but Barney’s Bulls. Trouble, that’s all you are, always trouble.at barney’s bull, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 204: We’re the most ignorant, stupid lot of baskets you’d find.at basket, n.2
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 23: Mrs Mop, that’s me, Mrs bleedin’ Mop, the char.at bleeding, adj.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 42: Aunt Lucy, she’s out for blue murder.at out for blue murder (adj.) under blue murder, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 187: Like ter see my old man, if ’e’d caught me skylarking [...] blimey, it was blue murder a minute after ten when I was a girl.at blue murder, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 33: ‘Mavis!’ She [...] turned back, shaking her head. ‘Forget ’er bonce one of these days.’.at bonce, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 137: He knew a cracked paving stone, the gait of a man who crossed the road [...] towards the ‘Calley’.at Cally, the, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 68: No, yer never do say nothing, but yer always say it in a carney way, don’t yer? You and your sarcasm, your carney way – yer think yourself clever, don’t yer?at carney, adj.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 189: They come in droves, all trying ter get round me. Lot of change I give ’em.at change, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 23: Mrs Mop, that’s me, Mrs bleedin Mop, the char.at char, n.1
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 193: ’As she chucked yer over? ’As she found another mug?at chuck, v.2
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 191: Ask me, the ’ole world’s orf its chump.at off one’s chump under chump, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 69: We ain’t all got the gift of the gab like you, Mr Clever Dick.at clever dick, n.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 15: Needn’t think I’m ’aving some German cow in my ’ome.at cow, n.1
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 53: And don’t they create if they lorst twopence-’apenny in a night!at create, v.
1950 C. Harris Three-Ha’Pence to the Angel 128: ’E ’adn’t no time for ’im. All la-di-da.at la-di-da(h), adj.