English vocabulary: Quantities & measurements – 75 words with pictures, audio & printable flashcards

That tells me a lot.

but it is enough.

the whole office is watching the chat right now.

A single word: "Ha."

The other half did not.

"Pay me the rest next week.

He gives a piece of bread to Elena.

He grew tomatoes, courgettes, runner beans, and, for reasons nobody fully understood, an enormous amount of parsley.

The sun is very hot.

He has a heavy key in his hand.

It was not because of speed, but because of a choice.

Dates, depths, distances between seeds.

about twenty metres from you.

Less than five kilometres away, Patrick told her.

Water temperature's dropped half a degree.

The route is two miles.

Seventeen feet of welded steel, draped in three thousand hand-sewn feathers— gold, burnt orange, and a deep, almost painful shade of violet— it sat in the yard behind Delroy Ambrose's garage in Brixton like a ship built too far from the sea.

There was one extra letter.

lots of photos.

She had weighed herself at five-thirty in the darkness of her hotel bathroom, standing very still on the small digital scale she carried everywhere, the one she trusted more than she trusted most people.

It was said to be the length of a man lying flat, with eyes the colour of tarnished silver.

His father had spent thousands of hours here.

Every morning, it was three inches closer to the door.

Then he picked up a pair of scissors and cut the paper cleanly down the middle.

The Mere was half a mile from the cottage, down a track through birch trees that were already beginning to lose their leaves.

The white chair had a small bunch of yellow flowers on it.

The race was only 415 yards — from the marketplace to the church.

However, they noted that since the name Beinn a' Chaorach had appeared on official maps for over seventy years, any correction would require substantial supporting evidence.

ok so the scholarship group chat is loading a ton of old messages.

Just a splash of milk.

He officiated at dozens of further matches without significant incident.

The scales at Epsom were old but honest.

Dennis looked at the needle.

She stood in the weighing room at Epsom Downs on Derby Day— the loudest, most crowded, most historically brutal day in British flat racing— and the official, a man named Dennis who had been doing this job for longer than Sal had been alive,

That was the thing about one ounce.

Dates, depths, distances between seeds.

The Double Gloucester cheese weighed four kilograms.

She was a professional, and professionals did not let a tablespoon of milk ruin a career-defining opportunity.

Inside was a single carbon-fibre baton, 26 centimetres long, with a cork handle wrapped in faded blue electrical tape.

there are not many contacts.

not too much.

ok. one more. just one.

Most potatoes are bad.

She suggested, gently, that he might wait another year.

It was a different hill entirely—a smaller, less significant one two miles to the west.

Priya scrolls through several days of Jade's private messages. At first they are about the scholarship — notes, plans, stress. Then she finds something different. Messages from Tuesday night. And Wednesday. And Thursday.

'Every Tuesday, I stop the clock for a few minutes.

The least dramatic day of the week, she thought again, walking out into the November cold.

"He was a bit like that."

i typed a message to them twice.

The rest is split between us and Mum equally.

She had weighed herself at five-thirty in the darkness of her hotel bathroom, standing very still on the small digital scale she carried everywhere, the one she trusted more than she trusted most people.

Half the room clapped.

The audience applauded five times in total that night.

The Olney Pancake Race has been held for nearly six hundred years.

Specifically, he needed a local name for a broad, heather-covered summit that rose above a narrow glen approximately fourteen miles southeast of Inverness.

A station announcement plays: the 9:00 train to the city is delayed by eight minutes.

so maybe like... 5 people?

about twenty metres from you.

They will let you leave, but only once.’

every winter. for over 20 years.

The jacket weighed almost nothing.

so maybe like... 5 people?

A little.'

The silence lasted perhaps two seconds, though it felt like an hour.

It was never really about the weight; it was about the discipline that produced it.

'The late fine is very large,' Margaret said with a small smile.

The hall was completely full.

She peeled off her outer layer— the light jacket she wore over her silks— and handed it to an assistant.

She had been pulled from the water eleven kilometres from the English coast, shaking uncontrollably, her core temperature dangerously low.

The double tick appears. Mia has read the message. But she doesn't reply.

For hundreds of years, important prisoners lived here.

"You're on pace," he said, somewhere around the seven-hour mark.

He grew tomatoes, courgettes, runner beans, and, for reasons nobody fully understood, an enormous amount of parsley.

She has two cups of tea.