Meeting MATTY

“‘How do I look?’ said Mr Dear. He presented himself in front of me, and did a little twirl, which is quite an achievement for a man of his advanced years.

‘You’ve got a bit of biscuit in your moustache,’ I said. ‘Otherwise, you’re looking very presentable.’

It is a big day at Dear Towers. The carpets have been hoovered, and the dog is under instructions to shed no hair for the rest of the day. The kitchen surfaces gleam, and if