Hoo

Woo hoo! It's the weekend!

'Aye, aye,' said the father, impatiently, 'hoo'll come. Hoo's a bit set up now, because hoo thinks I might ha' spoken more civilly; but hoo'll think better on it, and come. I can read her proud bonny face like a book.

Our enemy is banish'd! he is gone! Hoo! hoo!

With, hoo! such bugs and goblins in my life

Old Peter, summoned to assist at getting Mrs Dibble upstairs, made no pretence of commiseration for the sufferer. "Gone and done it again, have you?" he said with satisfaction. "About the best thing you could have done, the way it'll keep you out of the shop a bit longer," which so far revived Mrs Dibble that she exclaimed fiercely, "I don't want none of your cheek, Peter Bodfish and not a minute you'd stay in my shop if - Hoo! Ow! Me leg - "

Improvising a stretcher from a cupboard door, they levered Mrs Dibble on to it and got her upstairs to "Hoos!" and "Ows!" of anguish, and laid her on the bed, where Rita administered another stiff dose of gin.

Hoo, St. Warburgh. […] Richard I confirmed to that Abbey a market in Hoo, of the gift of Maud de Canvill(s).

The earliest date connected with the persons mentioned, that can be gathered from the confirmatory charters, is from a confirmation of Henry Wifward's gift of the Combe portion of tithes in Hoo, granted by Bishop Gundulph in the year 1091.

The Church of Hoo (5 m. N.E. from Strood) is dedicated to St. Werburgh of Mercia, who, although she drove by her prayers the “wild geese” from her fields at Wecdon, in Northamptonshire, has certainly not expelled them from Hoo. Wild fowl of all kinds abound […]

Bachcroft, Thomas; son of Thomas Bachcroft, of Bexwell, Norfolk. Educated under Mr. Spight. Age 18. Admitted pensioner, March 10, 1518. Man, John; of Hoo, Suffolk; son of Richard Man, mediocris fortunae. Admitted sizar. Tutor, Mr. Reve.