Dearest Gentle Reader, this Monday brings word of a generation falsely maligned, of survivors still confronting their abusers in the bread aisle, and of justice that arrives - when it arrives at all - rather tardily. This Author also has urgent intelligence from Cumbria, where a man who practises his ugliest face for four hours daily has at last claimed the prize he deserves - and where a television actor discovered, perhaps unexpectedly, that celebrity counts for very little when your jaw muscles are insufficiently loosened.