Fairish

At the same time, I have tried to stand back and describe objectively why and how, in the then Foreign Secretary Douglas Hurds words, it turned out to be a "fairish nightmare"—a nightmare for which most principals involved, including myself, bear some responsitibility.

This was a. fairish judgement, he thought, if hard.·

'It's a. fairish price, ' he said grudgingly.

I had a fairish contract, and though the mail was a heavy one, I was able to manage it by riding one horse and leading a packer.

Fairish all day but clouded all over at 6 p.m.

"Well, well," he went on slowly, "a fairish day–a bit frost coming. Nelse says there'll be snow up the Lake diveesion, late as it is."

Morn fairish, after cloudy and rainy appearance .

Weather forecasts were good again and the chances of arriving at Maddon's Rock in fairish weather looked reasonably bright .

Suetonius describes Augustus with leviter inflexum et subflavum 'wavy and fairish' hair (Divus Augustus 79), which, coupled with his bright eyes and medium complexion , perhaps awards him the bravery of a lion (Evans 1935: 65–6; 1969:53-4; Gascou 1984:603).

Of middling height, with fairish skin and raven dark curls peeking from beneath a stylish bonnet.

One, I'm pretty sure, is Edward Monkford. The same fairish curls framing a lean, ascetic face as in a photo I found on the internet; the same black cashmere pullover and white open-necked shirt.

In this tongue she sang the children ballads and told them tales of the 'fairish' (fairies) which lived in the Bottom before machinery drove them away, stories of the graves under the rectory back-kitchen, 'of witches running red-hot needles into human flesh.'

This tale opens in "that part of merry England called Derbyshire" (3); when the foundling character, Sydney, is introduced in a British garden, he is immediately associated with fairies or the "fairish” (4).

In the glory days of the royal fairish clan, members of the royal fairish family were given the special task of travelling to Felanthiam and caring for their mother star.

Next day, Kathy took the potato her mother gave her, and gnawing it all to the heart, she set out upon her search for the fairish, munching at the half-raw core as she went her way. She found the fairish waiting by the bog, with her lap full of berries, and some mealy roots, like sweet, boiled radishes.

' Fairishes! Oh Lard!' she vociferated. 'Fairishes! Don't look at dem, your honour - oh, don't! As sure as you live you'll break your leg inside of a week if you looks dat em.'

Years back, the housekeeper says, her mother encounted the "last fairish" that ever was seen in the hollow.