A Quote by Mike Ingham

Martin O'Neill, standing, hands on hips, stroking his chin. — © Mike Ingham
Martin O'Neill, standing, hands on hips, stroking his chin.
I am really tired of looking at my hips. I'm seriously really tired of standing naked in the mirror and staring at my hips for hours and hours while muttering, "You hips. You hips need to get it together."
Martin O'Neill rules with a rod of fear.
The boy planted his hands on his hips and a broad smile lit his face. "My name's Peter. Can I play too?
He touches my face, covering my cheeks with his hands, sliding his fingertips down my neck, fitting his fingers to the slight curve of my hips. I can't stop.
Martin O'Neill has definitely got the best out of me.
I can't be Martin O'Neill; I can't be any of the other coaches - I have to make my own way.
Every ball that is kicked, Martin O'Neill will be literally kicking it
I build a lot of stuff, but I'm not a 'construction guy.' But I'm one of these guys that sits with his hands on his hips and tells you I'm gonna fix everything.
The unique thing about Margaret Rutherford is that she can act with her chin alone. Among its many moods I especially cherish the chin commanding, the chin in doubt, and the chin at bay.
I'm very hip-oriented. I focus on hips in my comedy - probably more than any other hipster comic who is out there hipping today. My hips, other hips. I work with my hips a great deal. That is what I do. But not in a gay way.
these hips have never been enslaved, they go where they want to go they do what they want to do. these hips are mighty hips. these hips are magic hips
I think the first time I finished a season with the same manager who started it was Martin O'Neill at Villa, probably five seasons into my career.
The God in whose hands are all our days and ways, did cast into my hand (one day) a book of Martin Luther's ; it was his Comment on the Galatians! ... I found my condition in his experience so largely and profoundly handled, as if his book had been written out of my heart ... I do prefer this book of Martin Luther upon the Galatians, excepting the Holy Bible, before all the books that ever I have seen, as most fit for a wounded conscience.
Martin Jol has put his hands on his heads.
I had many good managers: Wim Jansen, Martin O'Neill, Frank Rijkaard, and Alex Ferguson, to name just a few.
What are your thoughts?' 'My thoughts?' I replied, before I even realized what I was saying. 'My thoughts created my world.' Mac sat up in his seat. He scrunched his curls with his hands, perplexed. 'Who said that?' I told him the truth. 'Oh, just someone I used to know,' I said, stroking the naked skin on my middle finger.
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