Re: Whistling
Re: Whistling
Back in the day, when I was working in the machine shop, I used to whistle my head off, someone else would join in and we would whistle a duet. The machines were so noisy it didn't matter. I still whistle now while I'm cooking an evening meal, but wife's sat in another room and complains if I get too loud. Maddie the cat also complains if I hit a high note. In this part of Yorkshire, to wolf whistle at a pretty girl was classed as a compliment: not these days though, it's best not to smile either if you don't want to land in trouble with the PC brigade. Hats off to all the ladies who miss been whistled at. You're my kind of woman....Re: Whistling
Re: Whistling
Re: Whistling
No I can't whistle either any attempts when I was growing up were squashed by my nan who reckoned women whistlers were whistling the devil !Re: Whistling
I remember my first whistle i was about 9yrs old playing out on the swing in the back garden and trying my best to whistle, then all of a sudden it came out of nowhere. Well i never shut up from whistling and to this day i whistle. My Dad was alway's whistling.. I just whistled now and the dog looked at me stupid I whistle a high pitch tone if she's wanders far away when i'm in the woods and she comes back instantly! Good girl.. Sometimes if i put her out in the front garden and watch her, i'll trick her by whistling very loud and high pitch she's confused and looking all over where it's coming from They call me Cruella reallyThread Tools | |
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