Sorry, I should have given the context. These expressions come from Edmund Blunden's Letter to the Editor of The Blue in 1917, which records the meeting of five Old Blues, all officers in the Royal Sussex Regiment, at an estaminet "somewhere in France.". The relevant part reads as follows:
...and then Tice would weigh out deep thoughts on Housey-slang, dish-gravy , Grecian's Boys , and the names carved under the Civic Chair on the dais ; on Southwater, Skinner's Feast, "Serve the hole, please, Mrs. Flowers—Threepennyworth of Bulldogs for a Master "; the disadvantages of Shaking Neck , and scarcity of Baked Taffs; the pleasantries passed when workmen were repairing the asphalt, and many other things.
I have underlined the ones that Rex and I cannot identify. Incidentally "Serve the hole...." refers to the Tuckshop; "Baked Taffs" are, of course, baked potatoes, while the shouting at workmen appears to be the ineradicable and none too pleasant custom of Housey boys shouting rude remarks at bockers (sorry, workmen!).
Incidentally, I have come across a lovely story about Housey, London in the 1860s. It seems that the dining hall there included an organ, as now (thanks to Hertford Old Blues) does that at Horsham. On a particular day the Hall Warden banged his gavel and then read out some disciplinary notice which irked the student body. He ended and then (fatally) paused momentarily before knocking once more for the Grecian to read Grace. The organist, who was awaiting the end of Grace, immediately - and quite deliberately - played a very loud chord, whereupon the entire student body turned to the warden's desk and unsmiling - and as one - sang a very loud and perfectly rendered "Amen." The real Grace came as a complete anti-climax.
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