spoken in anger
with strength in clarity
softly in verity articulated
dignity and decorum
tone the music
trip on lowlands express
to the foreign
row with neighbours
all intellect ceased
feedback van andere lezers
you have a way with words June..
killea: so do you love!
Dit heeft het onbehouwen en ongemanierde volk
wel verdiend, een mooie spotparodie!
killea: many thanks Hettie
killea: thank you Greta
Knap zoals altijd van jou hand J
killea: thank you so much Tessy
I live in your well described Lowland Express territory.
The decision is made a few weeks ago. I'm going to move.
'Foreign decibels' ... don't tell me about it.
killea: good for you Christine
as said before, it takes two to tango. One can one's utmost, to keep centered, and keep the communication line open, but in the face of ears born deaf and a mouth grown to compensate that misfortune, one has little options than either retreat, or go frontal (whilst knowing that retreat only gives them more conviction to persue that same strategy the next time, the tease is often too great for us mortals...).
I hear you!
killea: I know you do, Dicky. When people start shouting, as they often do in Holland, I automatically shut down and only hear the noise and have no idea what it is about anymore, and quite frankly find it beneath my dignity to pursue the details.