Word: sidewalkers
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...fully resolved by Gaitskell's 2 to 1 victory over Aneurin Bevan last year for the parliamentary leadership. For Gaitskell--the university-trained son of a middle-class family--not only represents a background that can rankle a tobacco-chewing coal miner like Nye Bevan or a sidewalk hawker like Herbert Morrison, but his Socialist ideas diverge markedly in some respects from "orthodox" party doctrine. Yet Gaitskell's friends feel that his academic training has done him no harm, because he has been able to combine intelligence and ability with shrewd political skill to navigate his rise through the Party...
...Cotter bagged a drunk, made out a report: "He is not drunk, who from the floor can rise again and take one more. Man could not rise again and, although he had a bottle with a little left in it, he just could not get his hands off the sidewalk to get at it. After carefully noting all the facts in the case, I assumed he must be drunk and arrested him. He still had eight miles to travel home on his hands and knees...
...present exchange rate, a week's wage for a better-paid Pole). At the Kaskada, a smoke-filled vodka joint, there is Dixieland music, and at 2 a.m. the proprietor, according to a Warsaw magazine, "discreetly removes the drunks and lays them out in neat rows on the sidewalk." Gasoline is rationed, taxis hard to find, and there is a coal shortage...
...done something at last; the embarrassed were glad that he had stopped doing it. Most Britons were at least delighted to see Nasser taken down a peg. Attending the Lord Mayor's banquet in the Guildhall at week's end, Eden was applauded by crowds on the sidewalk, applauded again when the waiting dignitaries broke precedent to cheer him and Lady Eden as they entered on a flourish of trumpets. In pubs and farms, the reaction of many a normally loyal Labor voter was: "Thank heaven Eden had the guts to take firm action." Though Labor M.P.s harangued...
...bring themselves to take jobs. Supported by indulgent families, they sleep till noon, spend the rest of the day at the poolroom or on the beach, talking about girls they seldom get or wishing they were somewhere far away. Sometimes, there is nothing to do but mambo along the sidewalk, or just grow sideburns. At night they get drunk on money cadged from their working sisters, and tiptoe delicately to bed in the wee hours. They are terrified of their fathers, but bathetically sentimental about their doting mothers...