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We'll nip along back home and get these developed.
And now we'd best be nipping along to the reviewing stand; the moment of truth approaches.
Why don't you nip along and mention this development just casually to the Ambassador.
Dinner's not till eight o'clock, so I can nip along while everyone is in their rooms.
It certainly nips along at great speed with nary a lag, whatever you’re doing.
I'll nip along now see you presently I'll make a pot of tea.
She nipped along to the lifts; all three were miles away on other floors, and it would be quicker to take to the stairs.
Well, I'll be nipping along to dorm tower, I believe, before the wind gets any worse.
Listen, you two good chaps, nip along and tell them I'm busy today but I'll pop in early tomorrow.
And with inflation nipping along at a rate of 1,200 percent a year, prices, denominated in Zimbabwean dollars, rise almost daily.
We nipped along past college grounds, through glades of poplars, to the point where the river divides in two.
Marla and Julian nipped along ahead of me, out the trashed back door and down the gravel path.
Nip along before 1 May and you can enter the raffle for a giant fluffy rabbit in aid of the local school playground appeal.
Haddock, nip along to Moon Pond Lane, will you?
What I didn't have was enough bread - and I couldn't just nip along to the Spar.
Immediately it feels easier than a heavier 4x4 and nips along country roads and over sleeping policemen without hardly feeling a bump.
Meanwhile, Fonda's appearance suggests she's been nipping along to the late Joan Rivers's plastic surgeon.
It's worth nipping along the lane, too, to where thatched cottages encircle a small pond and white ducks snooze on the green.
From Tydd to Elgood's Brewery We nipped along the fens.
Compare and contrast with the views in thewine department at Waitrose before nipping along to Damery, on the banks of the Marne.
Nobby, nip along to Fat Sally's in Squeezebelly Alley and get a jug of their special Klatchian stuff.
Take exit 1 to Nuits-St-Georges and nip along a couple of miles to Vougeot, a vintage village of well-aged charms.
As the Twizy slowly recharged, I nipped along to St Peter's Finger (a pub, not a gesture from a fellow motorist).
None of which puts off a steady stream of short-cutters, nipping along the old railway line from Carntyne to the back of the Forge shopping centre.
Back on terra firma it's time to try some 21st century transport, nipping along the off-road forest tracks on a self-balancing, all-terrain, electric Segway.