Famble

We clap our fambles.

A Bow Street Runner says "I knew a cove as talked the way you do – leastways, in the way of business I knew him! In fact, you remind me of him very strong […] He was on the dub-lay, and very clever with his fambles. He ended up in the Whit, o’ course."

I'm keeping my fambles clean on this trip.

“Stow that, Jem, if you please, ” said Gemman Joe, as he had been called by his comrade.— "Toggery is too apt to tell tales. I won't have a rag of it fambled. It's a prime job for us already, for we are to touch. five-and-twenty guineas a-piece, you know, for doing his business, and we don't get such a grab as that every day."

Destiny, it might be said, simply opened its mouth to speak and, for reasons no one really knew, fambled to a halt.

“You know, I realized,” she began, her eyes sparkling in the pub's dimness, “that I didn't even catch your name at the Oxford Union the other night.” “Um, Sharpe,” I fambled. “Philip.”