A Bobbington is a type of person loves chocolate and cranberry juice. They are awesomely awesome with a cherry on top. Their face is known to turn bright red at any time of the day. They have gold hair and are very, very, very, really, really crazy. Anyone who is friends with a Bobbington is one of the luckiest people in the world.
Person 1: Hi, who are you?
Person 2: I don't know, who are you?
Person 1: I am your loyal friend Bobbington.
Person 2: oh.
A very caring, beautiful, sexy woman in her 50's. Sarah loves cooking for her children and husband, they mean the world to her. Sarah loves writing in the meantime and will have friends over for tea parties usually. She loves hosting parties but sometimes she gets very mad for no reason.
Oh wow.. My mom really is beautiful. She is such a Sarah Bobbington!
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)