With my bundle on my shoulder and a billy-can in my hand; ❋ Unknown (1996)
I'd have laid a million to one that I'd not return to that little stand of white poplars south of the Moochee Gate where I'd sat by the fire with Gardner - yet here I was, only a few weeks later, with the flames crackling under the billy-can resting on the self-same red stone With the crack in it. ❋ Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- (1990)
Pick the remnants of your swag up, pick your billy-can and bag up ❋ Unknown (1980)
He took his time, and brought out from under the rags a frying pan, a billy-can, a spoon and fork. ❋ Simenon, Georges, 1903- (1963)
Perhaps the drivers of one team would have one billy-can, the genuine article, between them, and this is large enough to hold about four mugs of tea. ❋ Antony Bluett (N/A)
“Tea ain't any good to drink unless you can put a stick straight up in it, and it can stand alone there,” joked an old swagman, who had invited us to partake of a hospitable “billy-can” with him. ❋ Kemp, Harry, 1883-1960 (1922)
"Tea ain't any good to drink unless you can put a stick straight up in it, and it can stand alone there," joked an old swagman, who had invited us to partake of a hospitable "billy-can" with him. ❋ Harry Kemp (1921)
I found that each soldier carried, in addition to his rifle and bayonet, a large knapsack, a canteen, a cartridge pouch, a brown haversack containing tobacco, soap, towel and food, a billy-can and a rolled blanket. ❋ Mary Roberts Rinehart (1917)
A little girl, carrying a billy-can of water, stood by the stepping stones, and smiled shyly as we passed. ❋ Unknown (1902)
For answer Peters held out the lid of the billy-can, and Tony saw in it four large nuggets and a quantity of coarse gold dust. ❋ G. Firth Scott (1900)
But to splash about with an unlimited number of buckets of water ready to hand, to be got by the simple dipping of a billy-can -- this was joy indeed! ❋ David Wynford Carnegie (1885)
After satisfying his own thirst he thrice filled his billy-can and gave his patient horse a drink, then, leaving him to crop the scanty herbage that grew about the wells, he climbed to the top of the bluff and sat down to rest under a lofty ledge of rock. ❋ Louis Becke (1884)
The whole lot, old boxes, child’s pram, torn blankets, newspapers, frying pan, billy-can, Funeral Orations of Bossuet and the rest, were now upstairs in a corner of the laboratory. ❋ Simenon, Georges, 1903- (1963)
