Word: milkings
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Atlantic, lies Mullet Peninsula. Here, where Gaelic is spoken from infancy and not learned painfully in the schools, the scanty human population is kept busy propitiating fairies, changelings, merrows, leprechauns, banshees, pookas, cluricaunes, far darrigs, fear-gortas and headless dallahans, who all like to amuse themselves by turning milk sour, making cows break their legs, laming horses, or defying the machine age by overturning tractors and hurling rocks bigger than themselves into machinery...
True to tradition, Heathcoat (pronounced heth-cut) Amory held aloft Gladstone's frayed red dispatch box as he strode in to members' cheers last week. But as he plunged into his businesslike speech, pausing only at a reference to milk processing to refresh himself with a glass of milk thinly laced with rum and honey,* the House soon realized that the self-effacing Chancellor had produced an even more self-effacing budget. He had decided that Britain was not going to get caught in the American recession, but should not risk trying to expand its economy just...
...Circarama," a 15-minute movie of America the Beautiful projected on a 360° screen; the IBM 305 Ramac, which produces answers in ten languages in ten seconds; a set of U.S. voting machines. The pavilion's transplanted "corner drug store" and restaurant sold hot dogs, hamburgers, milk shakes at a brisk rate, chiefly to Americans...
Anonymity. At first glance, Guinness at 44 looks remarkably like nothing much. He is rather short and shapeless, with milk-bottle shoulders, chubby hands and a prosperous waistline. He is balding, jug-eared, and his pale phiz is blotched with pale freckles and pale blue eyes. His usual expression is an unemphatic blank. Critic Kenneth Tynan once mused that "the number of false arrests following the circulation of his description would break all records...
...education fund ran out. Desperate, he went to see Gielgud, who got him a tryout-and another and another. No luck. Gielgud had nothing left to offer but a loan. Alec was close to starving. He had eaten nothing but a green apple, a bun and a glass of milk in 24 hours. His last pair of shoes were so far gone that he was walking the streets of London barefoot to save leather. But he refused the kindness and tottered out, weak with hunger...