"Well, anyways, I doan' hanker for
no mo' un um, Huck.
The Bears versus the Steelbacks, with a white ball, under lights, music blaring; everything that's anathema to those who hanker for
a return to the days of ill-fitting boxes, sunhats and Chris Tavare.
LOBSTER ON A ROLL Seafood fans who hanker for
a posh sandwich should get along to M&S.
Well, is it not obvious that they hanker for
the right-wing, racist, chauvinist, anti-European, anti-worker who will do away with the minimum wage and repatriate innocent people to be tortured or worse.
Maybe they hanKer for
those simpler days of TV when there were only three channels to choose from.
Alex (voiced by Ben Stiller), Marty (Chris Rock), Melman (David Schwimmer) and Gloria (Jada Pinkett Smith) hanker for
a return to New York's Central Park Zoo.
A new survey suggests men actually hanker for
a brunette, preferably with blue eyes and weighing in at a size 14.
Music Songwriters' Circle (BBC Four, 10pm) FUN as it is watching Lady GaGa parade around the world dressed in casserole ingredients and a fascinator, there is something about the modern pop star that makes genuine musiclovers hanker for
something with a bit more heart and soul.
Mr Andrews may hanker for
a return to quango government but the truth is that good schools are rooted in communities; they need to be locally accountable and have access to effective local support.
If ever you hanker for
a more bucolic life and don't know where to start, grab this book.
SPURS fans hanker for
the success long since departed, and Sugar is the focus of their anger.
And if we hanker for
travel in another dimension, if we've got our heart set on zipping off into the future or dropping back into the recent or Paleolithic past--what then?
And Ronny, shamefully, gives no underling (or anyone else) credit for assembling the helpful, detailed "Chronology." Man Ray has no new critical apparatus, and while few hanker for
the turgid ramblings that often accompany such books, it's hard to believe that nothing a little fresher than reprints of two brief essays by Breton and statements by Man Ray could be found-perhaps a new critical intervention by Molly Nesbit, or, at least, a reprint of one of Francis M.
Yet among those who remember history, some hanker for
a new reunion, a new basis for intercommunication.
Starved of jokes and slathered in sentiment, Grown Ups is a soul-destroying exercise in the mundane about a group of 40-somethings who hanker for
a return to the carefree days of the past.