Tigercork

“Don’t mind me. I’ll guard your door,” says Tigercork. “I’ll keep them out and at bay, won’t let them touch any delicates. I’m armless, but I know enough about the world to know who’s who and sort out which ones spit out their gum in the bin and those who leave it on the floor for you and I to step on. I won’t let anyone through who you don’t want there. They can stare me in the eye all they like, and I’ll just stare back as they look at me cork and pins, but I’m not stepping out of the way, until I know they’re okay. So no worries. I won’t let them get a foot in edgeways.”