Angry

I don't think I have anything to say about Lucy Meadows that hasn't already been said. The whole thing makes me sad and furious in about equal measure. I remember thinking a few months ago, when the letter from the school went around the internet, how well they'd dealt with it, and now this, all because the bloody press couldn't keep its collective nose out of someone's private business, or resist the urge to make a non-issue into a soap opera.

May she rest in peace, and may the bastards never do this again.


In news that did actually cheer me up this week: Isle of Wight girl has flying prehistoric beast named after her - which pleases me for about six distinct reasons.