Dearest Gentle Reader, this Wednesday delivers a trinity of disquiet - a prison system creaking at its seams, a monster who walked free whilst those who should have stopped him looked elsewhere, and a Kingdom slowly roasting under skies that have quite forgotten their manners. This Author has read the dispatches, set down her pen twice in agitation, and resolved that you must read every word. Prepare yourself accordingly.

Dearest Gentle Reader, this Saturday brings a catalogue of institutional failings so remarkable one scarcely knows whether to reach for the smelling salts or the petition paper. Two women lost, a politician's letterbox revisited, a famous marriage quietly dissolved - and, for those who prefer their scandals microscopic, a tale from a Cambridge hotel room that will quite put you off economy lodgings for life.