This sweeping and damning judgement of England, found entirely wanting, is contrasted with the simplicity of the source, the radio.
‘Where do you stay?’ she said. ‘Coit do’n bein sibh?’, ‘Where do you belong to?’
‘Where there is no God,’ she said, with resignation.
‘How do you know?’
‘I hear it on the radio.’
See also the quote rich mosaic review of this magnificent, entrancing book: a love letter to islands and a paean to the sea.
Source: Adam Nicolson, Sea Room: An Island Life (London: Harper Collins, 2013 (2002)), p. 319
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