"noggin" is a perfectly acceptable word in written English
You can use it to refer to someone's head. For example: "I tapped him on the noggin to get his attention."
In it, Mr Putin said that unauthorised political protesters faced a "club on the noggin".
"Assessment of Stresses in the Cervical Spine Caused by the Posture and Position of the Head" concludes that the amount of pressure put on our spine by tilting our heads forward by 60 degrees is considerable; a noggin weighing around 5kg in a neutral position exerts a force on the spine of more like 25kg when it's tilted downwards at Candy Crush Saga.
Now where's that Religious Festival Day special with Cersei throwing the roast kid and all the trimmings at Jaime's noggin?
I don't think his intent was to "bonk them on the noggin".
His earthy language — "fit as a scrub bull" and "I toweled his brainy noggin" are characteristic emanations — appalls the straitlaced Olivier, who also dislikes this peculiar Englishman's informality.
Since he basically forfeited last week, I'm going to go a little easy on the old noggin this time and pop an easy home run over second base: an "anti-sandwich" of Family Meal B from King Pao, with wontons in spicy peanut sauce, delivery option.
Speaking of managers and the slings and arrows they are subjected to, the new National League rule which forbids a manager to leave the field to argue with an umpire under penalty of expulsion from the game, is thought by some observers to be directed right at the noggin of Leo Durocher.
The giants above have a court of their own, a foul one, led by the elongated General Fallon (Bill Nighy), who is outfitted with a second, smaller head, sprouting from his shoulder — a querulous noggin that is often at odds with its grander mate.
Andrew Sullivan, the journalist and gay-rights pioneer, opened the debate by bashing a two-by-four against Becker's noggin, and her book.
The sensation was helpless laughter, when Manny, belatedly rushing in from left field for a sliding catch of Larry Walker's low liner, caught his spikes instead and was flipped half-upright again, hands out and suddenly — yow! — face to face with the ball, which miraculously caromed off his shoulder instead of his noggin and continued along into left, as the tying Cardinal run came home.
Maybe someone should crack one of them on Aronofsky's noggin and bring him to his senses.
