Example sentences of "[pron] [noun pl] [verb] [prep] [art] " in BNC.
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| 1 | When my sons went to the village school there was respect and they knew that they could not ‘ nannick ’ about in school , even if they did while on the way there . |
| 2 | ‘ For two years me and my sons walked along the towpath and park searching for a zip or the buckle of Brian 's belt , anything that would help . ’ |
| 3 | I will make my views known to the world community and to UNESCO ’ . |
| 4 | They were having an intense and appropriately heated discussion on the problems of cold-spots ( as evinced by the fact that their first attempts came out looking like braille roundels ) , and on the unfortunate instability of three poppadoms balanced together — caused not so much by the jerk they received when the turntable started up as by their movements while they cooked and swelled — but eventually my flatmates settled on the concept of standing the things up individually on the glass turntable , and so instigated what they termed a ‘ brainstorming session ’ in an attempt to find a suitable support mechanism . |
| 5 | It was a battle of weight versus cost , a battle which , to my husband 's dismay , I usually lost and we would have to pay over the odds to have my cases stowed in the hold of the Jumbo . |
| 6 | I left my cases parked on the quay , and made my way into the post office . |
| 7 | What my solicitors finding from a letter let me tell you why I ask . |
| 8 | I grab him by the lapels , and as my fingers scrabble for a hold I drop my little micro-transmitter into his breast pocket . |
| 9 | … I had done this process before , once , but not under pressure , when Aunt Viv had set a combination on a new suitcase and then forgotten it … one-four-eight , one-four-nine … my face sweating , my fingers slipping on the tiny wheels from haste … one-five-zero , one-five-one … |
| 10 | She let my fingers rest on the cool skin of her check ; but something in her now steady look , a declaration of inaccessibility , made me take my hand away . |
| 11 | And there 's nowhere to be alone , except my bedroom , and if I try to write there my fingers die with the cold . |
| 12 | and my fingers broke with the speed |
| 13 | I grab the butt , with my fingers curled around the reel seating , and strike . |
| 14 | ‘ I could n't close my fingers to pull on the water after an hour . ’ |
| 15 | The fishhouse ( an early dream ) went up in 1977 , and most of my pennies went on the building , so that staging was designed around a 48″ tank size . |
| 16 | My attempts to look like a normal human being again were evidently not too successful — at one point in my journey , I came on a man crouching over a small brook from which he was trying to drink . |
| 17 | I had fallen asleep , squatting behind a buttress of the church of St Nicholas long after curfew , my lips blue , my teeth chattering with the cold . |
| 18 | Had my talents lain in a completely different direction — say stonemasonry , or cooking , then I 'd have been equally happy to make those my career . |
| 19 | My trainers squeaked down the stairs . |
| 20 | My breasts were developing fast and I was ashamed to see that my nipples showed through the material . |
| 21 | I am thinking about my spectacles lying on the desk before me as I write . |
| 22 | My mind blanked on alternate minutes , my heartbangs sounded like the 4.30 at Epsom , and my mouth felt like cat-litter . |
| 23 | ‘ Normally my designs run towards the more avant-garde . ’ |
| 24 | Only the sound of the engine , and my eyes shifting from the mist and the road to take covert glances at his face ; I knew no more about him now than when I first met him , except what he had told me on the flight down from Mexico . |
| 25 | The ground became firm for a few hundred yards and I ran , my eyes taking in every dot on the horizon , looking for that familiar yellow speck , but I missed seeing a sandy hollow right under my nose . |
| 26 | My eyes went to the desk . |
| 27 | In the shadow of the bus , a vulture wheeling overhead , I kept my eyes fixed on the bush behind us . |
| 28 | My eyes fell on the bed and to my horror something began slowly to stir under the blanket . |
| 29 | The swing-door dividing the buffet from the kitchen contains a central , circular pink-tinted window and , as I gaze through it at the catering staff , my eyes fall on a cross between Fassbinder 's Querelle and one of Hieronymus Bosch 's more frightening paintings . |
| 30 | I sat , dozed , slurped from the wineskin , said a few prayers and kept my eyes fastened on the Lady Chapel . |