What is "shambolic"

Usage examples of "shambolic".

I had only to attract the right kind of night visitor, and feed her, to make the connection I needed, to find the muse who would teach me the art of living in a shattered and shambolic world.

The two officers stared at each other, imagining the stones thumping and sliding into the wet ditch, then settling in a shambolic mound as the dust, started from old mortar, was soaked by the rain.

Napoleonic wars was a shambolic arrangement, split jealously between the War Office and the Horse Guards, with various other bureaucracies ever eager to hold onto their own shares.

Typical of the shambolic way in which the hospital seemed to be run, there were unfamiliar faces at the nursing station for perhaps the fourth time that week, two pudding-faced girls, neither more than eighteen, both engrossed in paperwork and determined not to notice him.

Khan el-Khalili: a shambolic market, bigger in itself than all but a few European cities.

They showed the usual collection of shambolic huts and small fields, large piles of felled trunks, and stumps which played host to ears of orange fungi.

The micro-fusion generator it had covered was a shambolic mass of heat-tarnished metal and dripping plastic.

The pub was empty of all but the most dedicated drinkers, shambolic figures huddled over bottles.

A dark, shambolic figure stood painfully and lurched out of the darkness at the back of the tent.

He saw a pod leave the tower, way over the shambolic housing, virtually at his own eye-level, and shoot off away from him towards the Tar, which trickled sinuous and untrustworthy to the south.

He was grayer than he had been eighteen years earlier, and a little thinner, but still big and shambolic with the same warm, welcoming, and patient expression on his long face and an identical pair of half-glasses tucked into his breast pocket.

He shrugged, put his parcel down and took a step forward, trying not to dwell on the potential indignity of surviving several professional attempts on his life only to be plugged by some shambolic half-wit down the post office.

So a shambolic group, of all heights and body weights, were shifting about in their motley homespun tunics, while Fusculus gave benign instructions when he felt like it.