Sentences with phrase «with new warning labels»

Farm supply stores will still be able to sell larger 4.5 - and 18 - kilogram containers, which will come with new warning labels and explanatory pamphlets.

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«The beverage landscape, particularly in Australia and New Zealand, has been evolving over the past five years with increased competition from existing players and greater penetration of value and private label products,» Watkins told investors in August after delivering a 14 per cent fall in June - half profits and warning of a material fall in second - half earnings.

If Canada succeeds in its own new front - of - pack labelling initiative, this could incentivize other countries to follow suit, setting in motion a global cascade similar to what occurred with cigarette packaging: From simple warnings, to stomach - churning photos, to plain, nondescript packaging.

He also warned Woolworths against launching a new «pseudo-brand» private - label range to compete with Aldi's house brands, saying similar strategies had been abandoned in Britain.

A sixth school was labelled inadequate for its poor educational standards and another 12 were told to make improvements.Ofsted will be able to conduct snap inspections of any school with no warning, under new plans being drawn up by the prime minister ahead of what is expected to be a damning report into extremism in Birmingham schools.

And at the Computers, Freedom, and Privacy Conference in San Francisco last week, Duncan Frissell, a lawyer from New York, printed the RSA signature file onto sticky labels, along with warnings that «Federal law prohibits transfer of this label to foreigners».

Adapting Christopher Buckley's novel, Reitman effortlessly weaves together many potentially clumsy storylines: Nick tries to bond with his son (Cameron Bright), the product of a broken marriage; Nick has an affair with a sexy reporter (Katie Holmes); Nick meets with a Hollywood producer (Rob Lowe) to cook up a new «image» for cigarettes; Nick meets with a cancer - ridden advertising cowboy (Sam Elliott); Nick battles a Vermont senator (William H. Macy) over warning labels.

A spokesperson for the pharmaceutical company said that the new labels will also warn of a contraindication for patients with Child - Pugh B cirrhosis, and will include a recommendation that medical professionals look for evidence of hepatic decompensation before prescribing Viekira Pak.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.