| You can’t say fairer than that! |
| Coming with us on our travels and that’s a certainty |
| Material for the grass skirt? |
| Hissing but making no move |
| Shine at midnight? Rubbish! |
| The fish, in turn, she had prepared for serving |
| Only a slight possibility - it would be rotten luck |
| Catches on as one falls |
| Stick together or split up |
| The old man at first got along all right |
| Put into order, as agreed beforehand |
| Flag showing a flower |
| A lot of banknotes, possibly Swiss |
| See the future as just wonderful |
| Show me a spike has pierced it! |
| Had met outside, though, I reckoned |
| Can one saw and sew it? |
| Insist you take the child round to see someone at the hospital |
| Grounds for release from the lunatic asylum |
| Is it not bad, as exhibitions go? |
| First in line, which does make one unhappy |
| Earning, on arriving |
| Does it ensure that a room is cool and bright? |
| He reveals there will be rain |
| Grabs at and she’s caught: can’t run |
| Set out in the shade, had a snooze |
| Unfasten, to expose |
| Illness you appear to recover from |
| When you pull the blinds down, it’s bliss! |
| Shut up! The fellow has a gun! |
| On good terms with, when the weekend begins |
| Definitely a silly combination |
| The lesson to be learned from many a test |
| Serving up the same cold fish |
| About dope rings, knowing little, as yet |
| Put string on a badly torn container |
| Assuming the name of, when the business is flopping |
| Understand, from the sound of the note |
| There’s potential, you guarantee |
| Resent, unfairly, that it holds your attention |
| Manly? Silly rot! Inside, is old-womanish |
| Putting up with the nude cavorting round |
| For most volatile men, within instants |
| Having outrun, hole up outside in the vegetable garden |
| Quick to become irritable |
| Some ingredient for the duck on top of the cooker |