#anglesandmen

[mam-01]

I could see an apple tree out of my bedroom at the vicarage at home. The wasps ate the fruit that fell. This was one of the garden’s secret horrors - the perfect skin gleaming on the lawn, but when you roll it over it was gnawed out and empty, like the head of a doll with empty eye-sockets hiding in the grass.

‘Angels and Men’ by Catherine Fox