"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

The Colours Of Language

The house suddenly sparkles with the chatter of young people.
Good friends of my eldest son and daughter-in-law are staying for three weeks.


The peals of laughter and language which drift through the halls once more, are coloured in very English tones.
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Pictures taken in my upstairs hall. (The first floor in British English, second floor in American English)

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5 responses

  1. What a lovely gesture of welcome and hospitality.

    November 8, 2011 at 5:03 pm

    • And totally typical of Dalila, who thought to put the fresh flowers there…

      November 8, 2011 at 5:05 pm

  2. Toffeeapple

    How delightful, fresh flowers and young guests. You are certain to enjoy yourself.

    November 8, 2011 at 10:30 pm

    • They bring new life and excitement into our home. Though with varying combinations of Shaji, Dalila and young Anu here around the clock, the sound of laughter is never absent for long…

      November 9, 2011 at 7:27 am

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