On the subject of the lovely Ms Lees...

The tenor of what I've been saying about this trial is that, in spite of the damning evidence piling up against Bradley Murdoch (if it's a fit-up, it's a damn good fit), you can tell that the collective medja are simply dying to lay into Joanne Lees. Check out this Yahoo photo gallery, for example, and you will gain a sense of what they're looking for.

Why take a picture of her climbing rather awkwardly from a car, with a distorted face? Because they're hoping for the Celebrity Upskirt Shot, which would be solid gold. What else do you notice about her? Oh yes, hair pulled back in a businesslike way, very little make-up, but.... hmmm... nice ankles that girl has. And, ooh, boobs. And, oooh, the blouse is almost, almost gaping widely enough to show a crescent moon of bouncy, breasty, flesh.

You know what they're aiming for. They want that upskirt shot, the boobslip shot, the evidence that she's a heavy-breasted, sexy-legged goodtime girl who is somehow, somehow in cahoots with this drug runner and his missing mo' and his spoon ditch.