Royal Court, LondonAbout half a mile down from the Little Chef on the A14, a giant chats about building Stonehenge. In a Wiltshire glade at dawn, teenage girls tumble bug-eyed and doped-up from the depths of a wrecked sofa. Thugs barge into a mobile home with branding iron and blowtorch. A professor warbles about dragons and the arc of the firmament; a publican rails against his daily wrestle with "crap kiddies' opti…
SOURCE: The Guardian at 01:21AM on May 15, 2016