Tweeeeeeet

...who have banned whistling at passing women.

We have always been perplexed by the builder-whistle. What do they expect? One time, we decided to find out so, following a particularly shrill, wolfy one, we paused and cried out, 'all right, take me now!' to our hard-hatted harasser. To say that he looked perplexed is an understatement; thank heavens, in retrospect, that he didn't tumble right off his girder.

So: will the whistling-ban catch on and spread from the provinces to The Big Smoke? Refreshing, perhaps, to stop having to worry about doing one's hair before walking past a major property development, for we can see the argument that for a woman, the only thing more insulting than being whistled at by a builder is, ah, not being whistled at by a builder.

Sunset over the construction site is courtesy David Wilmot's Flickr stream