The other day Mrs H and I visited a cafe where six elderly ladies
were seated round a table. They were amicably chatting away over tea and cakes but
the level of noise they managed to create was astounding. I couldn’t do it.
Mrs H who notices these things said they kept raising their
voices as they tried to talk over each other. All entirely amicable but crikey - the
noise.
3 comments:
Shrill too?
It's rather like singing in the bath, the hard surfaces seem to give one a quality (and in this case, a decibel quantity), which makes one feel better than they really are!
In your cafe, they were certainly on recreational chemicals and pints of Old Sheps 'Boston Tea Party' - 8.9% abv!
James - shrill enough to endanger glassware.
Scrobs - you could be right about the Old Sheps 'Boston Tea Party' - 8.9% abv. I wondered why the tea had a head on it.
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