There was a man at the bus-stop this morning with a pet speckled pigeon standing on his hat, tied to his shirt by a string. He was perfectly ordinary, apart from the pigeon, so I didn’t say anything, though I wondered if I should.
n: vb: the spice of imagination
There was a man at the bus-stop this morning with a pet speckled pigeon standing on his hat, tied to his shirt by a string. He was perfectly ordinary, apart from the pigeon, so I didn’t say anything, though I wondered if I should.