September blow soft till the fruit's in the loft. November take flail, let ships no more sail.
September blow soft till the fruit's in the loft. November take flail, let ships no more sail.
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September blow soft till the fruit's in the loft. November take flail, let ships no more sail.
A lie has no legs.
To lock the stable door when the steed is stolen.
A fool and his money are soon parted.
Don't halloo till you are out of the wood.
The more haste the worse speed.
Let every man skin his own skunk.
Hunger is the best sauce.
After a storm comes a calm.
The cat loves fish, but she is loath to wet her feet.
Lie for him and he'll swear for you.
Either make a spoon or spoil a horn.
It early pricks that will be a thorn.
Better sup wi' a cutty nor want a spune.
Your trumpeter is dead.
It is not good praising a ford till a man be over.
Hame is a hamely word.
There's as good fish in the sea as ever was caught.
It is a silly fish that is caught twice with the same bait.
When the dirt's dry it will rub out.
Fair and softly goes far in a day.
Great barkers are nae biters.
Happy go lucky.
The greatest barkers bite not sorest.