beetroot-red

See also: beetroot red

English

Adjective

beetroot-red (comparative more beetroot-red, superlative most beetroot-red)

1. Alternative form of beetroot red.
   • 2000 September 12, Emily Wilson, “The joys of jogging”, in Alan Rusbridger, editor, The Guardian‎^[1], London: Guardian News & Media, →ISSN, →OCLC, archived from the original on 9 May 2014:

     If you don't jog, jogging is also, quite simply, impossible. When you do run for a couple of minutes - when needs really must - you find yourself beetroot-red in the face, slick with sweat and barely able to breathe.

   • 2006 October 24, Stephen Moss, “'As soon as I get to Limassol, I know I have made a terrible mistake'”, in Alan Rusbridger, editor, The Guardian‎^[2], London: Guardian News & Media, →ISSN, →OCLC, archived from the original on 26 September 2014:

     I have missed the daily ferry, so check into a hotel full of beetroot-red Brits.

   • 2006 December 16, Rebecca Seal, “Show him the way to the next whisky bar”, in The Observer‎^[3], London: Guardian News & Media, →ISSN, →OCLC, archived from the original on 28 September 2014:

     Sykes filled his New York life with like-minded people, who found it as funny and natural as he did that birthdays meant doing things like sitting on a rooftop 50 floors up, doing cocaine and drinking gin and then passing out at dawn, only to wake up later beetroot-red with sunburn.

   • 2008 March 8, Dan Pearson, “Lost in the mists of lime”, in The Observer‎^[4], London: Guardian News & Media, →ISSN, →OCLC, archived from the original on 7 October 2014:

     Gardeners have selected a sport of this native, E amygdaloides 'Purpurea', and this is even more delectable with beetroot-red stems and dark purple foliage, but I have yet to grow it successfully without mildew getting to it first.

   • 2018 December 23, Tim Lewis, “The big chill: the health benefits of swimming in ice water”, in Katharine Viner, editor, The Guardian‎^[5], London: Guardian News & Media, →ISSN, →OCLC, archived from the original on 23 December 2018:

     When McLennan and I climb out – our chests beetroot-red – we chat with another swimmer, 52-year-old Oliver Perritt. Perritt has been coming to the Highgate Men’s Pond pretty much every day for a decade.

   • 2019 November 11, Derek Niemann, “Country diary: a delayed harvest after the frost”, in Katharine Viner, editor, The Guardian‎^[6], London: Guardian News & Media, →ISSN, →OCLC, archived from the original on 11 November 2019:

     Swollen beetroot-red bulbs half-heaved from the soil, tempting greedy fingers to cup and pluck them out of the earth.