doileys

Miss Abigail, head on over to Miss Mayhems she has china tea cups, doileys & details out.

Cheeseburger Gothic » Burger Lite 21 Jun 2010

My Grannie spent most of her spare time as an old lady crocheting doileys, I have a few of them but many of them just disappeared when she died.

The Linen Closet 2006

Old Man Bright hunted out the squaw with whom he had first discovered the diggings, and set her up in an establishment with gay curtains, glass danglers and red doileys.

The Killer Stewart Edward White 1909

Of course, he forgot the tools, till shamed by Mary's turning back for them, and after a merry luncheon, served up in haste by Jane, they betook themselves to Number 8, where the Miss Faithfulls were seated at a dessert of hard biscuits and water, of neither of which they ever partook: they only adhered to the hereditary institution of sitting for twenty minutes after dinner with their red and purple doileys before them.

Dynevor Terrace: or, the clue of life — Volume 1 Charlotte Mary Yonge 1862

A bit like the paper stars and doileys that we used to make as kids but more detailed and all based on an olympic theme.

TravelPod.com Recent Updates 2009

Now imagine that: 'Universe, I want a truckload of doileys, by Wednesday next week.'

PEAS ON TOAST 2008

Beg Pardon, I'm spoiling the doileys With afternoon tea-cakes and scones.

VERBATIM: The Language Quarterly Vol XI No 4 1989

Oh ffs let’s break out the fkn doileys and yea and fkn bickies here girls

Cheeseburger Gothic » To do today. 2009

Sophy; and I shall be a genius who weaves magical baskets, and you shall be the enchanted princess concealed from all evil eyes, knitting doileys of pearl under leaves of emerald, and catching no sound from the world of perishable life, except as the boughs whisper and the birds sing. "

What Will He Do with It? — Volume 03 Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

Sophy; and I shall be a genius who weaves magical baskets, and you shall be the enchanted princess concealed from all evil eyes, knitting doileys of pearl under leaves of emerald, and catching no sound from the world of perishable life, except as the boughs whisper and the birds sing. "

What Will He Do with It? — Complete Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838