My mother struggled to cope as her husband's personality and ability disintegrated as his brain rotted and shrank, until she contemplated committing suicide. In the end my dad died of dementia, but also because dying was the easiest way to treat him.
Rose George went into London's sewers with the dedicated team of "flushers" who keep them running. Faeces, hospital waste, even half a Mini they can cope with - but they hate anyone who tips fat down their drain.
For six months, a pack of boys told Nina to turn up at certain times to be raped. Yesterday, the harshest sentence given to her attackers was a year in jail, and several defendants were acquitted. How is this justice?