“We can’t go on like this!” the old man said raising his horn of plenty. Or did he say it in the first person? Or was it impersonal, “It can’t go on like this!”?
The world is hotting up. No question about it, and it is not just climate change, it’s everything. Faster, swifter and more urgent conversations. And love too, more of it everywhere. Abundant, searing life.
Before he left Mr Fox took one last walk in the olive grove on the other side of the Bay of Naples from the city, where he and his Mrs had been staying last month. It was as if branches and fruits were sprouting from out of his head.