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Football just wasn’t the same without him. The Mudlarks disbanded. Everything was falling apart.

Then one Saturday I came home from my paper round and found my mother sitting at the bottom of the stairs and crying. She’d always been so strong. I’d never seen her like this before.

‘Silly beggar,’ she said. ‘Your dad’s a silly beggar, Michael, that’s what he is.’

‘What’s he done?’ I asked her.

‘He’s gone off,’ she told me, and I thought she meant for good. ‘He wouldn’t hear reason, oh no. He’s had this idea, he says. He wouldn’t tell me what it was, only that he’s sold the car, that we’re moving south, and he’s going to find us a place.’ I was relieved, and quite pleased, really. South must be nearer to Eddie. She went on: ‘If he thinks I’m leaving this house, then I’m telling you he’s got another think coming.’

‘Why not?’ I said. ‘Not much here.’

‘Well there’s the house, for a start. Then there’s Gran, and there’s school.’

‘There’s other schools,’ I told her. She became steaming angry then, angrier than I’d ever known her.

‘You want to know what was the last straw?’ she