Humming

(Mosquito buzzing)

It's like a low...humming.

lots of machinery, big pipes, whirring machinery.

Heard a buzz similar to that of a gigantic mosquito traveling at the speed of light.

When residents hear the buzz of planes overhead, most dash for cover.

Don't you think it would be rather a wheeze if you were to

I could have worked a wheeze I've been reading about in the magazine advertisements.

I switch off my computer, so I can't hear the email pinging into the basket, and I just slow down to his pace and we read.

So I cabled to my uncle telling him that I had dropped into a good business wheeze in the city and wanted to chuck the ranch idea.

I don't wear a watch. I switch off my computer, so I can't hear the email pinging into the basket, and I just slow down to his pace and we read.

This is Terminal Four at Heathrow, typical of any terminal big, heavy roof, blocking out the sunlight, lots of machinery, big pipes, whirring machinery.

Sherlock Holmes was not very communicative during the long drive and lay back in the cab humming the tunes which he had heard in the afternoon.

With just a few metres of nylon and a 20mileanhour breeze, the power of the wind can be turned to a maximumstrength adrenaline buzz.

As a result, instead of winning hearts and minds, the US, with the constant humming of killer drones in the air, is driving fear into every living soul in the tribal areas.

I didn't see how the uncle could fail to drop.

Exactly, sir. The more I looked at it in that way, the sounder this prison wheeze seemed to me.

And what he's going to bring out here is a surveillance drone that weighs about 2 ounces that includes the video camera, the batteries that run it, the telemetry, the receiver and so on.

Japan is already focusing on giving women in the region the skills they need to earn a living. In Mindanao, where Japan built a vocational training center for women, the sounds of gunshots and angry cries have been replaced by the whir of sewing machines.

To the casual and irreflective observer, if you know what I mean, it may sound a pretty good wheeze having a duke for an uncle, but the trouble about old Chiswick was that, though an extremely wealthy old buster, owning half London and about five counties up north, he was notoriously the most prudent spender in England.

I remember very well my own experiences in October 1993. When you hear bullets whiz by, the last thing you want to do is head in the direct from which they flew (and I m not even taking into consideration stun grenades, firecrackers, and police clubs).

Why didn't the people outside simply drop their Molotov cocktails and run in the other direction? When Golyshev describes his own experience with the whiz of bullets, he says that human instinct demands fleeing from gunfire not attacking its source.

And then, just when I was beginning to think I might safely pop down in that direction and gather up the dropped threads, so to speak, time, instead of working the healing wheeze, went and pulled the most awful bone and put the lid on it.