A lovely mix of visual and aural, with the shrillness of light and colour also evoking a parrot’s cry.  

We landed in the usual parrot-bright shrillness of light and colour. 

Source: Louis Golding, Good-bye to Ithaca (London: Hutchinson, 1955), p. 138


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