This sound has a name, it's Boy Three
Ping, pop, growl and rumble. Tinkle, roar and bang. Scream. English is packed with excellent words for different kinds of noises. Yet, I've noticed there are some sounds so distinctive they deserve a word of their own.- The fizzle a hot pan makes when the only place you can find to put it is in a sink full of water.
- The thumping noise a dog makes in its throat when it's just about to vomit - most likely on the carpet.
- The futuristic ping of a frozen lake just when you're wonder if it's safe to walk on.
- A cooling engine's pink, pink pink when it stops after a long journey.
- The mad disembodied shout of a toy talking to itself from the toy box long after the children are in bed.
- The savage screech of a bra wire trapped in the washing machine. It's going to be expensive.
- The almost joyful crunch of irreparable damage happening to a plastic toy under a boot.
- An ominous drip you can't locate.
- The dainty tink of a glass or china vessel fatally objecting to being filled with something hot.
- The liberating rrrrrrrip of fabric that comes with an ill-advised movement in a tight garment.
- The breath-holding silence between the bump and the yell.
We need words for these things - and all the others. I'd like to say answers on a postcard, but only so I can hear the hollow thud of things landing on the doormat.
