Claire Calman

In the beginning . . .'Dear God,'wrote Georgia, aged ten, in her best, newly joined-up handwriting the week after her mother died,7 am sorry but I do not beleive in you any more. What you did was something very wrong and you did not apologiese or anything. So when I die I will not come to see you....

Scott Last night, I had precisely nil hours', nil minutes' and nil seconds' sleep. Take a tip from me - if you ever have a major ding-dong with your wife, girlfriend, cohabiting-type person, don't do it after midnight. If you're in the wrong, and believe me, you're bound to be - when was it ever...