When the great parasitologist Dame Miriam Rothschild was asked when she began to believe in the Creation, she replied ‘when I discovered that the flea had a penis’. If the narrator of Edward Docx’s third novel, a myrmecologist (ant-fancier) called John Forle, is not quite moved to embrace faith by his researches, he does come to question the validity of some of Darwin’s evolutionary theories.

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