‘What are you doing here?’

Continuing Janet … and wondering how far this will go.

In the district council planning office, two men stood over the map spread on the wide table.

‘There, and there.’ One, a beefy fellow who looked like he enjoyed his Gregg’s pasties a little too much, stabbed his thick finger at two spots on the map marked with rows of tree symbols – the kind that kiddies draw, with straight trunks topped by an upturned bowl of green.

‘Hmm.’ The other, more ascetic looking man, stroked his fuzzy chin. He...