We are told the name of a reporter who boasted about being the first to have sex in a new ambulance and how she lusted after men in uniform.

She now has a major say in whose lives will be put under the media spotlight.

We are told the name of an approaching-40, new-Parnell, self-styled “yummy mummy” with an opinion on everything, who admitted taking the drug Ecstacy, dumped her sweetheart for a richer, more career-enhancing older man but denies boardroom table sex.

We are told the name of a be-spectacled ex-reporter, now pr man, fingered as a boardroom table sex-athlete (who forgot Barry’s camera was still working) and who on occasions has tried to be too punchy for his own good.

We are also told the name of a high-profile political reporter linked to a historic Blossom Festival incident where the words “gang rape” were used.

We are also told which married father-of-two editor, who enjoyed “pashing up” his lover during a company retreat, has moved onto more “academic pursuits.”

Names of media drug and alcohol abusers, and their photographs, abound.

CaseLoad is truly appalled that such a compendium of dreadful out-of-school tales exists. And this is but the tip of the iceberg.

CaseLoad is mindful that he who is without sin ought not to cast the first stone but in the interests of the public’s right to know keep watching for the gory details.