BBC2 It’s early morning. Paul inspects the wreckage from the Secret Plod ceiling clusterfuck in his bedroom. He paces around like a wounded panther – hot, sexy, angry. Some vinyl goes on the turntable – it’s Hand Me Down My Walking Cane by Delta blues legend Blind Ian Paisley III. He burns his wank diary... Read More

BBC2 I’ll tell you this much: our girl Stella’s a proper tramp. Her hotel room’s like a crime scene – clothes tossed around everywhere, yellow tape, forensics bods dusting for dabs, photographers flashbulbs going off every few seconds, coppers bagging evidence. In her defence her hotel room actually is a crime scene as we join... Read More

BBC Two As we join him Paul Spector is on a morning run through the woods. “Hi birds!” he says with a wave. The Goldcrest and Chaffinch shrill a response in unison. “Hi Mister Fox!” he shouts and the Fox responds with a two pawed salute. It’s good to be alive. He then comes across... Read More