Dearest Gentle Reader, this very morning brings news of a seventh prime minister since 2016 - a number that should perhaps give us all pause - as well as a hero upon a wrecked train, a former first minister preparing for televised warfare, and a marketing email so spectacularly ill-judged that This Author had to read it twice to believe it. Monday, it seems, has once again declined to disappoint.

Dearest Gentle Reader, this Tuesday brings a reckoning of no small magnitude - a dying boy handcuffed by those sworn to protect him, a motorhome purchased on stolen funds, and ten red stripes on a cave wall that have waited seventeen thousand years for their moment of recognition. This Author has much to say, and not all of it is fit for the faint of heart.

Dearest Gentle Reader, this Monday the Grand Assembly returns from recess bearing documents of extraordinary volume, a court has declared common sense the winner of a £100 million dispute, and a personal trainer has been awarded a small fortune for the crime of an empty chair. There is, besides all this, a whiteboard in Nottingham that this Author cannot shake from her thoughts - and which every person of conscience ought to know about.