SIR – In response to Terry Tordoff’s letter (T&A, June 12) on us teaming up as superheroes. After much head-scratching, I have come up with the following: 1, I have contacts in the rag trade with heaps of fur fabric off cuts and the like. All I need to do is fire up my trusty old treadle-powered Singer.

2, The question of weight – too much information, but as I weigh less than 8st (yes, wet through) we’d barely make a superhero between us, but I’m sure we’re tough enough.

3, I’ve been trying to visualise what sort of terrier you might be and came up with the obvious answer... Yorkie, Jack Russell, Airedale? No, it has to be a Pit Bull.

4, Frightening face –- just get me some putty and industrial strength make-up and I’ll turn you into something terrible to behold.

5, The last point Mr T – how come I’m getting all the work? It would appear true that all men, even those of superhero ilk, can’t multi-task. Come on fella, superheroes laugh at pitfalls.

Carole Hall, Yorkshire Way, Great Horton