A Place that was Ours. Chapter Seven – Entertaining Maberley
Once upon a very long time ago when names like Stanley Matthews and Billy Wright reigned supreme in the English League, Casterley Town was a successful football club. An upwardly mobile board and legendary manager Joe Burness took ‘Town’ to third in its division and, with promotion a certainty, decided to invest in a stadium…
A Place that was Ours. Chapter Six – Nel Kershaw.
Sue Crabtree stood in the shadow of the bridge with the river at her back, pale in t-shirt and jeans, and when she saw me she brushed her ringlets of hair back from her face, so nothing should hide her solemn expression, her downcast eyes. She did not smile. “They know what we did.” …
A Place that was Ours. Chapter Five – Criminal Acts
As I look back upon it now, I realise how my childhood ended that evening in June of’86. A shell of my former self made its way across the bridge towards town, its mind in turmoil, its muscles bunched in helpless fury. A man who had become a monster in my eyes had the one…