Friday 31 May 2013
In downtown Suburbia Somnolenta, I park my car in a side-street where I don’t think I have ever parked before. As I am returning to the car, an elderly lady and two children (a boy of about six and a girl of about three, probably the elderly lady’s grandchildren) are walking uphill along the other pavement, in the opposite direction from me. The elderly lady upbraids her granddaughter: “That was a seely thing to do.” It is clear that English is not the lady’s native language. From the appearance of all three people, they may be southern or eastern European.