Bleach, Biodiversity, and Banter: Conversations on the Climate Crisis…
The fourth floor of an office building somewhere in Belfast… ‘Evenin, Delores, how’re y’doin?’ Mavis heaved a sigh and plonked her bucket and mop on the floor. The mop fell over, she ignored it and Delores knew Mavis had something on her mind. ‘As well as can be Mavis, thanks. Yourself?’ Mavis sighs again. ‘D’yi see this Global Warning thing? It’s doin my head in!’ Delores noticed that sticking out of Mavis’s overall pocket was The Daily Mail which occasionally …