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A BARMY arts project will allow people to lie on a trolley and gaze up adoringly at the concrete underside of Spaghetti Junction.

Baby Hollie, who was born weighing just over six pounds, is cuddled adoringly by her sister Lexi while flanked by Holden and her husband, record producer Chris Hughes.

Fans were clearly convinced by Ben's stunning performance as they (somewhat bizarrely) bellowed "We love you Michael" adoringly from the stalls.

These children are adoringly looked after by a British Bulldog named Turtledove, but it is not until the floating orphanage sailed by Teo and Renzo arrives that their adventures truly begin.

"She looked adoringly up at Chic and he stared back at her - giving her a dirty look.

It sounded like hard work, but that wonderfully powerful chestnut with the striking white blaze - I'm gazing adoringly at his picture in my office right now!

The course of Delysia's wavering affections is never really in doubt from the moment Guinevere looks adoringly at one of the suitors and sighs: "He is magnificent." We forgive McDormand's English accent for the unabashed joy of seeing her much abused servant cross the class divide to outwit Henderson's boo-hiss villainess and find a paramour of her own.

So the girls make the most of their final days in the sun, spying adoringly on lifeguard Raymond Caldi (McDorman).

But even as an adult I never felt drawn to kneel adoringly before the host.

In a statement issued by West Mercia Police, Ivan and Christine Tipton, from Kidderminster, Worcestershire, said: 'Amy was a beautiful, sensitive child and was loved adoringly by all who knew her.

(Fur culprits Jesse and Indiana, Hargrove's two golden retrievers, flank him adoringly.)

It is the careful portrayal of a man of complex brilliance, Volker, at once coolly objective and adoringly appreciative.

The IAC's publications and web site praise Fidel Castro and adoringly reproduce his speeches.

What with the fuss about branding and the nuances of aristocratic style, I walked away from the installation with a picture of the artist's dedication to the portrayal of five-star luxury, and that leaves me momentarily wondering about Dodge's own relationship to the designer demimonde of Le Touquet that he so adoringly brings into view.

His Jesus is stringy and dark: in Jesus Rabboni he looks out of the page with an ugly, radiant grin while a plump crafty-looking child leans adoringly on him; in This is My Blood of the New Testament, he holds out with a look both stricken and purposeful a gleaming bowl of dark liquid.