i know you

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You know me? Indeed. After twenty years of working in the education sector {mainstream secondary, followed by naughty school, and now post-16} I know a fair few folk. I have met the Good, but also the future Bad and the Ugly. I taught a Hollywood film star when he was nothing but a gawky teenager. I suppose though that it’s inevitable that I should know a lot of Bad. And Ugly. Let’s see .... the armed robber, the rapist, the car thief who died after driving at speed into a wall, the fifteen year old who was convicted of abusing his two year old niece whilst his dad – the instigator – got away with it {that was a very difficult one}, the brothers who stabbed someone to death in a street fight, the young man who stabbed someone because he could {I think they survived, but I may be wrong} ... I’m sure there are more, many that I may not even know about. And now I can add another one to my ever-growing list. When I heard the news that somebody had been stabbed to death I knew – I just knew – that I would know the accused. I scoured the local papers yesterday and I was right. I did know him. I worked with him for a couple of years, mostly in English lessons. He was a cheeky mare, a bit of a fool and he could be quite horrid. But he could also be lovely. And now I’m sad for a situation that was probably fuelled by alcohol and which resulted in two lives lost, one in a pool of blood and the other to years in prison. Two lives lost in a moment of insanity and two families grieving for what might have been, and never can be. Life is such a kerfuffle.