‘I pushed it to the back of my mind, tried to forget about it’ Playing happily in my room, I tried to ignore the racket coming from the kitchen. Two of my six older brothers were chatting and laughing away with our cousin Richard Watkins, then 17.
They were talking about the usual teenage boy stuff - girls, cars, parties...
Aged 8, they didn’t pay much attention to me.
I was just a kid and they were all in their teens.
Richard was often at ours, hanging out with my brothers and staying the night on the sofa.
A shy lad, he was a lot quieter than the others.
‘He’s a bit odd,’ I overheard one of my brothers saying behind Richard’s back, but I thought he was OK.
Then,…
