As the case against nurse Lucy Letby dwindles from slam-dunk certainty to shifting doubt, it is surely time to look again at her supposed 'confession'.
The past does not want to be changed, as Stephen King says in his clever novel, 11/22/63, about a man given the opportunity to go back in time and prevent the murder of President Kennedy.
I think King Charles must be a secret petrolhead, much more like the dreaded, goggled maniac motorist Mr Toad than the gentle plant-loving nostalgist he seems to be at first sight.
Donald Trump's allies are more afraid of him than his enemies are. There are plenty of examples in Washington DC of former critics who now serve at his court.
Well, yes, it may be that it will work this time. Perhaps the Angels of Peace and Love will float down onto the arid plains and jagged mountains of ancient Persia, borne on the wings of a B2 bomber.
Are we ruled by some sort of death cult? In just one week, our Parliament has voted for the even more ruthless destruction of unborn babies, and to begin the abortion of the inconvenient old and ill.
Everywhere in the media and politics people are adopting stern expressions and pious voices about the various wars we now confront. But their moralising just does not make sense.