The Veldslag
It is restless. Quite restless.
The positions have been entered, the weapons drawn. Here and there, a pillow, piece of fruit or potato flies around the house. Entering the space by passers-by is seriously discouraged for reasons of conviviality, safety and overall health.
What's going on here?
After years of aging and yellowing, Uncle Frits and Aunt Coby's living room should be given a new color, a paint job for Uncle Frits.
The choice of colors is, of course, a reason for a kind of battle. Uncle Frits goes for snow white, aunt Coby likes creamy white. You would say, a trivial difference, but not for Uncle Frits and therefore not for Aunt Coby.