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Grainger House intro

Written by Alexander Aspinall on Thursday the 24th of June 2010
From under the
damp pile of sticks stacked behind the shed at the bottom of the garden he
squirmed his way into our lives. And though his presence wasn't felt
immediately, from the moment he fully revealed himself, laying prostrate at the
mercy of the family, our lives were to change forever.


Looking back it
strikes me as odd my father ever acquiesced to the pleas and ill founded
assertions of responsibility. But he did. And what follows is an account of the
events that took place that summer...