Showing posts with label tarts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tarts. Show all posts

Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Sundry viragos



…I sat grimly on, wishing I’d gone into Holy Orders and ignoring the blandishments of sundry viragos of the sort you can have for fourpence with a mutton pie and a pint of beer thrown in, but better not, for the pie meat’s sure to be off.


Flashman and the Mountain of Light, p.171, Fontana Paperback edition, 1991.



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Thursday, 26 February 2009

No doubt significant



She fussed over me in a way none of the others – wife, aunts, mistresses, whores, legions of them – had ever done. It’s strange, and no doubt significant, that the warmest leave-taking I remember should be from a bawdy-house.



Flash For Freedom!, p.143, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.




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Tuesday, 24 February 2009

Where would Flash be?



I kept my whiskers, of course – where would Flash be without his tart-catchers?



Flash For Freedom!, p.136, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.




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Friday, 4 July 2008

Rude with impunity


But in my youth and ignorance I imagined that he was one of those to whom I could be rude with impunity – servants, tarts, bagman, shopkeepers, and foreigners…



Royal Flash, p.11, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1978.




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