Sentence examples for ushers from inspiring English sources

The spectre of the homosexual lobby loomed large at the rally, and featured in a booklet on sale by the ushers at the rally.

But inside is just a dark room, until a curtain opens and an air steward yells "what are all of you doing in the toilet together?" and ushers me and my group into a replica of a budget airline cabin.

With husbands still calling friends from the payphone in the foyer for updates, or nipping across Finchley Road for a glimpse in the windows of Radio Rentals, it took an age for the ushers to get everyone settled.

But by that Thursday, nearly everyone had become caught up in the frenzied prospect of World Cup glory, and now, with the ushers trying to coax the audience to take their seats, and with the cast and crew huddled round a portable TV in the dressing room, a place in the final was a mere 90 minutes away.

Last week's election ushers in the first-ever democratic transfer of power on Chinese soil.That is a bad enough example to China's Communist Party, which does not tolerate free expression.

"Most people probably don't want the French here," admits Leanne Ward, a teacher's assistant, as she ushers a gaggle of schoolchildren dressed as Romans (bedsheet togas, plastic swords) into the town museum.

And it ushers in even more subsidies than the House version for ethanol, an ungreen, uneconomic petrol additive, typically made from corn, which is popular with mid-western politicians.To be fair, the Senate bill has a few worthwhile provisions.

As it happens, Lionel's jackpot ushers him from jail into central London for some R'n'R, which in his case means mostly roistering and retching.Critics have accused Mr Amis of being both lazy and a snob, as he uses much of this novel to detail the nastier habits of the British working class.

Today I aim to fulfil it by sequestering myself in the downtown Paramount, Austin's oldest theater, lushly restored in the art deco style, where most of the ushers are senior citizens in vests and bow ties.

As I stumble through the doors of the Marcopolo Inn, Raja Hussein Khan, the general manager, ushers me past a rank of inviting-looking lounge chairs to inspect a prominent poster which traces the 452-year dynasty of the royal family of Hunza.I am out of breath from the uphill scramble through terraced orchards of apple and apricot that has led me to the village of Gulmit, some 40km from Sust.

She steals the film in the scene of the project's launch in the Yemen with a headscarf, oversize sunglasses and a cigarette, she ushers the unwilling deputy prime minister into the water in his waders, mutters sarcastic asides and then beams at the line of journalists, relishing the thought of tomorrow's front-page news.