Half-caste, I thought. I hadn’t heard that one in a while. Not since Mum fell out with Aunty Doris, who having grown up in Jamaica in the 1950s regar… - Ben Aaronovitch

Dedication: This book is dedicated to all the people who get up and do something about it, whatever "it" is and however small the thing is they do.

He believed in a mystical connection between the farmer and the soil."
"And you don't?" I asked.
"I believe there's a connection," she said. "I just happen to believe it's biochemical.

Now I was used to it, the bell-like silence was louder than ever, and I was starting to get undertones of orange blossom and incense. You have to be careful with this stuff or you begin to sound like a wine taster—with about the same amount of meaningless bollocks.