Dearest Gentle Reader, this Sunday has delivered a dispatch so varied in its alarms that this Author's pen has barely paused for breath - from the corridors of power where a Prime Minister protests, rather too vigorously, that everyone loves him, to a Surrey suburb where a mob was roused by a crime that never occurred. And amidst the geopolitical tumult, one small stuffed kangaroo is quietly preparing for a transatlantic diplomatic mission. Read on - you will not regret it.

Dearest Gentle Reader, this Saturday brings a collision of royal diplomacy, political catastrophe, and courtroom intrigue that would tax even the most seasoned observer of society's peculiarities. His Majesty the King is to be dispatched as an unlikely peace envoy to the most temperamental occupant the American Colonies have ever produced - and that is before we address the rather more domestic disasters closer to home. Steel yourself, for today's dispatches are not for the faint of heart.

Dearest Gentle Reader, this Friday brings revelations so rich in scandal that even This Author's pen trembles slightly - from a disgraced financier's hidden network in the Capital's most fashionable borough, to a certain American president who has appointed himself spokesman for the entire Kingdom. And if that were not sufficient to detain you, a knighted rock legend has confided his lifetime philosophy in seven words, and it is considerably wiser than anything uttered in the Grand Assembly this session.