Our neighbours, Beril and Vadim row a lot in a very Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? kind of way. Evidently, she is highly strung and screams at him at full volume. He rarely responds in kind. I think he knows that she is the kind of girl who might wield a carving knife if provoked. She’s always very sweet and giggly with us though and pops across the courtyard with plates of delicious home made morsels from her kitchen.
Perking the Pansies 
Yowza, sounds like one unhappy gal. Perhaps you will be cautious, eh? No need to be the end of poor Vadim’s undoing…
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We think it’ll be fine. It’s a Turkish thing!
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It’s when they don’t kick, scream and verbally abuse that one worries.
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