One of the children believesthat wasps can be short-sighted.She's frightened of them,so we hung a ... [+]
There was a man on the doorstep, all leatherette shoes and easy iron trousers. When I say doorstep I mean the pavement between the threshold and the hazard lines of a busy junction.His head, too big for his body, was tilted slightly and he was staring expectantly at the handle in much the same way a dog does when wanting to be let out, or in. Indeed, his greying hair gave the impression of a scruffy terrier and he moved with irritating bounciness.The man on the doorstep wore the black and grey anorak of officialdom but in the absence of a folder, clipboard or meter reading gadget, I wondered w