True crime, too close to home.
Brixton, Broadmoor, and Fatboy Slim. A conundrum, I know! How can all three be so closely connected to me. I grew up in that final generation, the one where we played in the streets until darkness fell, pedophiles were a thing of the future, or was it just that we had no idea? In fact here in the UK instead of lurking in dark corners, we were happily watching some of our countries most prolific child sex abusers on television, or dancing to their pop records.