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in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 9: Oh, we had a lovely day Saturday. We just mucked about all morning, and then in the afternoon we went shopping.at muck about, v.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 9: Oh, we had a lovely day Saturday. We just mucked about all morning, and then in the afternoon we went shopping. in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 6: I don’t like being inside like this; I sometimes feel if I don’t get out I shall go balmy.at balmy, adj.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: A Report 1: When they send you somewhere quite bloody they usually try to keep you there.at bloody, adj.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 1: I’d like to see a good comb-out up there, to catch out these sort of people.at comb-out, n.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 11: ‘Cor stiffen the crows!’ he exclaims. ‘Look at the fire!’.at cor!, excl.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 2: ‘You can’t put that one over to me! I’m a married man myself!’ ‘Well. Isn’t that what happens when you get home from work?’ ‘Cor blimey!’ is all he says.at gorblimey!, excl.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 2: The girls laugh ‘It’s a job getting up these mornings, isn’t it?’ says one of them.at job, n.2
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 7: I don’t like her. You feel all on the jump when she’s around.at on the jump under jump, n.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 9: I get back nine o’clock, and they’ve got the wireless on, and Dad’s asleep in the chair, and the kiddies are in bed.at kiddy, n.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 11: He catches sight of a piece of bread left on someone’s plate on the supper table. He snatches it up and throws it in the fire ... ‘Well, that’s one bit less for Mrs. Scrounge when she comes in to see what we’ve left.’.at Miss, n.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 8: A woman who is accustomed to making her dinner off a couple of slices of bread-and-margarine with a taste of pickles or German sausage, does not know quite what to make of a plate of steamed fish with a strange sauce over it, and some dark-coloured beans that she has never seen before in her life. The line of least resistance when confronted by this apparition, is to call it ‘muck’.at muck, n.1
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 2: I was in there for an hour, all that palaverment with the registrations.at palaver, n.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 11: [He] just sits and watches me while I eat my dinner and then watches what I do next, if I’m knitting or sewing or what it is. It’s enough to drive you potty.at potty, adj.1
in Mass-Observation War Factory: A Report 12: I’m proper tired tonight. Think I’ll go up soon.at proper, adv.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 8: I didn’t like that woman at the piano. She looked stuck up and superior. A proper snob she looked.at proper, adj.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 12: The rotten meals she gives us, it ought to be reported to somewhere high up, the way we’re treated here.at rotten, adj.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 11: ‘Cor stiffen the crows!’ he exclaims. ‘Look at the fire!’.at stiffen the lizards! (excl.) under stiffen, v.1
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 4: A queer, old-fashioned looking little thing, with glasses and a rather high, childlike voice.at thing, n.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 1: I expect Mrs. Whats-it here will ration the light to us, or something, so we can’t read.at whatsit, n.
in Mass-Observation War Factory: Report 2: The girls laugh ‘It’s a job getting up these mornings, isn’t it?’ says one of them ‘Wicked. Ought to be stopped!’ says the foreman.at wicked, adj.
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