‘I’m pishing!’ I shout back. Which you already know, of course.
‘You’re pishing off the neighbours, that’s for sure.’
‘Aiden, have you any idea how often that joke is made in birding circles?’ I don’t, we never moved in birding circles, but the answer’s ‘a lot’ I’d imagine.
‘It’s quite annoying,’ he said. Delicately so as not to crack the porcelain of our glued-together relationship.
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