Damn 5G Super Masts
‘Damn 5G super masts.’

‘Damn 5G super masts.’
‘I was this close to No. 10 and then they saw my name.’
‘I hope this Brexit drama ends soon.’
‘I’m in textiles.’
‘We got it on Amazon.’
‘What side are you on — doom or gloom?’
‘I can’t wait to try Prue Leith’s barium meal.’
‘The almost painful sense of exquisite placement, the putting of one stone upon another, the joining, the connecting, the closure of space, the sense of containment, the ancient heaviness of baked clay, the rhythm of toil, warm pride in my aching back — to mention just a few of the thoughts imputed to me.’
‘We have 50 different words for No…’
‘Look love! It’s a yellowhammer.’
‘This is your fault…’