The Weekly Review

It’s dangerous. First you text a friend that there is simply the most adorable video on the internet of, say, a cat being caught in the act of barking; then you consider linking it to your Facebook page; then before you know it, you’ve Tweeted it and, hey presto, you’ve become One of Those People.

Through the blighted landscape of northern Japan, around the toxic environs of Fukushima, over oceans and through volcanic ash clouds, my husband finally returned last week after a fortnight away reporting on the land he once called home.

How much of the national outrage over slaughtering techniques in Indonesia is actually our own shock at and inability to accept the manner in which food comes to our plates?

For the second time in a month I have now watched a devastated mother bury a son. These men were not old – they were at the point of full-stride in their life.

Sorry, but I don’t want to be called a slut.