Example sentences of "last [noun sg] it [vb past] [adj] " in BNC.
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1 | Oh well , in the last second it went another ten metres . |
2 | Last second it went another ten metres . |
3 | News at Ten may have been ahead of the BBC 's Nine O'Clock News in the ratings but last night it seemed unsure of what it was trying to do . |
4 | But last night it cost fourteen year old Lewis Hall his life . |
5 | Since the end of last month it became illegal to burn off the stubble after harvest — that leaves farmers with the options of either ploughing it in or looking for alternative uses for it . |
6 | Last week it announced first-quarter contributions of £11.1m from CMB — the result of the £900m merger between Metal Box and the French Carnaud company . |
7 | Increasingly through last year it became apparent that what CSRG wanted was ‘ basically the same thing as BSDI : ’ an unencumbered commercial system . |
8 | For example , last year it became evident that terminal responses at peak times were becoming much slower . |
9 | Last year it made more profit than any of the clearing ( commercial ) banks against which it increasingly competes . |
10 | Last year it sold 2,000 properties ; it expects this year 's total to reach 3,500 . |
11 | But last year it sold seven million bibles translated into 119 languages to 90 countries and so became the world 's largest exporter of bibles . |
12 | Just last year it handled six million pounds worth of claims from churches hit by crime . |
13 | Last year it handled 19 million |
14 | GDA is not a large operation , employing 130 people on two floors , but while planning its opening in July last year it paid close attention to making the restaurant a focal point . |
15 | Last year it derived three-quarters of its turnover from photocopiers and cameras . |
16 | But America does not look like a disorganised company most of whose workers do not have a boss ; or at least it did not the last time it deserved worldwide respect . |
17 | For about fifteen minutes he did nothing but sit there contentedly , sipping his coffee and watching their restless , flickering scene around him through half-open eyes : the tall , bearded man with a cigar and a fatuous grin who walked up and down at an unvarying even pace like a clockwork soldier , never looking at anybody ; the plump ageing layabout in a Gestapo officers leather coat and dark glasses holding court outside the door of the cafe , trading secrets and scandal with his men friends , assessing the passers-by as thought they were for sale , calling after women and making hour-glass gestures with his hairy gold-ringed hands ; a frail old man bent like an S , with a crazy harmless expression and a transistor radio pressed to his ear walking with the exaggerated urgency of those who have nowhere to go ; slim Africans with leatherwork belts and bangles laid out on a piece of cloth ; a Gypsy child sitting n the cold stone playing the same four note again and again on a cheap concertina ; two foreigners with guitars an a small crowd around them ; a beggar with his shirt pulled down over one shoulder to reveal the stump of an amputated arm ; a pudgy shapeless women with an open suitcase full of cigarette lighters and bootleg cassettes ; the two Nordic girls at the next table , basking half-naked in the weak March sun as though this might be the last time it appeared this year . |