Word: blokes
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...were out before dawn in coal trucks, bicycles and buses. A policeman grumbled: "You can't tell by looking at these Indians who are the VIPs and who are the riffraff. One day you're arresting a fellow and the next he turns up as an important bloke. . . . You never can tell who to push around...
...twelve-year-old Hon. Edwin Worplesdon (a Boy Scout "who makes you feel that what this country wants is somebody like King Herod"), "Boko" Fittleworth ("a cross between a comedy juggler and a parrot that has been dragged through a hedge backwards"), G. D'Arcy ("Stilton") Cheesewright ("a bloke of furtive aspect"), and Lady Florence Craye ("one of those intellectual girls . . . who are unable to see a male soul without wanting to get behind it and shove"). The plot is an intricate counterpoint of love-at-first-sight, financial skullduggery in shipping circles, and Berty's appearance...
When Stoke heard about it, anger swept through the city of fire and earth. The people liked this squarejawed, plain-speaking American. If he wanted to be one of them, why, no bloke in any bloomin' office up in London had a right to interfere. Three hundred petitions ("We, the undersigned constituents of the Potteries towns . . . record our protest . . .") circulated throughout the Five Towns, bore 10,000 signatures by last week...
...turned the runway over to , finished and ready to use, he said to me as we were leaving: 'Now I will tell you a secret. If I had asked my Commander to get the Government chaps to build this, I would have waited six months for some bloke in London to approve all the papers and contracts, and then another six months to get troops down here to start work. But instead I asked for the loan of you chaps, and you arrive the next day in two little trucks. The next thing I know you have hired...
...tired you don't give a damn anyway. The bad time is the in-between time. From the moment you knock off you are on edge. Christ, it's all very well, Churchill's talking about well-earned repose after work, but there are things a bloke has to do in the meantime. And even at home-lumme, I like that word for the way I live-there are letters to write and socks to wash or darn, and you can't do anything really, what with cocking your ear and being ready to streak...