Trevor: What ya doing? Hamish: I'm setting my alarm clock.
Trevor: What the fuck for?
Hamish: What do you mean what for? To get me up in the morning!
Trevor: Well, you're not going to work...you're not going on holiday...and you don't even bother to soap yer seal in the morning...so what have you got to get up for?
Hamish: I am a creature of habit.
Trevor: You don't even have a lie in on Sundays.
Hamish: Oh so I should be like you should I? Rotting like a corpse in bed until lunchtime every day, wallowing in my own spangle!
Trevor: Lovely! You should try it sometime!
Hamish: One morning you became so firmly glued to your encrusted blanket that you had to drag it around with you til tea-time like an albatross!
2.(noun)anything which coruscates, flashes, gleams, glimmers, glints, glistens, scintillates, shimmers, sparkle, twinkles or winks and is used in a decorative manner
a scattering of stars and also the name of a british hardened candy/sweet in the 1970's and contained the sorts of chemicals that sent kids into orbit. an affectionate term for one who shines out and is unique.
a. 'How are you spangle?'
b. 'I'll be fine when the sweets have worn off. Can you undomy space suit?'