you wouldn’t think there was anything going on
the doors of power were closed
teas and cakes were on sale in the cafeteria
but while they were noshing on chelsea buns
a plot was taking place
not exactly the night of the long knives
but effective nevertheless
Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer. View more posts
The Inkwell