This week it's a case of sticky fingers all round, and I am not just talking about the honey
There was once a trespasser called Goldilocks, who made the lives of ordinary bears utter hell by breaking and entering into their homes for no other reason other than, as a privileged young person and daughter of bankers, she was bored with her middle-class comfort and wanted to live life on the edge.
The burglary itself was violating enough, but what made this series of trespasses even worse was Goldliocks’ habit of sleeping in the bears’ beds — though, to be fair, this is a crime I have been guilty of at house parties back in the noughties.