I often talk of the loss of whistling. As a child my father whistled a lot and the sound of (mostly men) whistling was common place, I love to hear it.
As a child I lived in a block of flats and the park in which my brothers and I played was at least half a mile distant. My father used to summon us from the park with his whistle!
Before I even read this, I’d been whistling all afternoon.
Do you whistle while you work?
I often talk of the loss of whistling. As a child my father whistled a lot and the sound of (mostly men) whistling was common place, I love to hear it.
As a child I lived in a block of flats and the park in which my brothers and I played was at least half a mile distant. My father used to summon us from the park with his whistle!
Phil, I passed a man whistling outside Mornington Crescent last night. It’s still alive.