I'd be on nodding terms with the big boys, wouldn't I?

People would walk up and down the road, and we’d be on nodding terms with most of them.

We used to be on nodding terms with them, and The Clash as well.

It may only be on nodding terms with edible.

The undeniable thrill of being on nodding terms with such unimaginable power.

Indeed, like the first proper meal I cooked for my mother, it may only be on nodding terms with edible.

I'm on nodding terms with the misery infidelity causes.

The route was familiar enough, and she was on nodding terms with several people on the way.

They all seemed *or be on nodding terms with each other, and had business and social relations with their gentile him.

The jeans should be worn low, so low passers-by will be on nodding terms with your pubis.

Euphemia had made friends with the house keeper and the gardener and was on nodding terms with the maids.

He was at Glasgow this year and, while I don’t know him personally, I am on nodding terms with him.”

What are we – and by we I mean the adults who are on nodding terms with avocados, cous cous and blueberries – to do about it?

Through the summer of 2005 I was on nodding terms with a group of French soldiers from Nato headquarters who sat and drank pastis at L’Atmosphère all day, every day.

The early riser who likes to have breakfast at his desk would have been on nodding terms with John Stuart Mill who had a boiled egg and a cup of tea at his desk.

Berjawi and Sakr were members of a looseknit group of young Muslims who were on nodding terms with each other, having attended the same mosques and schools and having played in the same five-a-side football matches in west London.

Later, when he was on nodding terms with Madame Tracy, Newt learned that if he had mentioned the other ad, the one in the magazine, Madame Tracy would have been available for strict discipline and intimate massage every evening except Thursdays.

If the maxim "know us through our food" still holds water, then not many would care to be on nodding terms with the authors of the Cookbook of Unknown Ladies, given that it's long on recipes using sheep heads and cow heel and short on things like summer salads or posh burgers.