The other weekend, there was a stabbing on Upper Street. A seventeen year old survived but a 28 year old died. We were away at the time (we were in the IoW) but the police have come round to see everyone on our street. There’s a memorial to the man who died on Milner Square.
A few days ago, I heard that the mum of a school friend has just died. I hadn’t seen her for years but I am still sad about it. I’ll write to her husband this weekend.