Rise up haddock

She gave me a withering look

She showed contempt

She glared

She flashed her eyes and I took the hint

He rolled his eyes when I rolled my cigarettes

I thought she was the Gorgon but I didn’t check.

She looked daggers

If looks could kill

She screwed her eyes up by as I screwed my courage up

He stared at me non-stop while I gave the lecture.

Labour dreams of a slightly better Britain. But a truly great country is within reach – I’ve lived there

Black man in Sheringham Norfolk

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