A free man, is how I often describe myself these days, after the ordeal of the past thirteen years. An ordeal it certainly was, though that is not what this page is all about. I will be telling ALL about the trials, the lead-up and the background to one of Britain’s dirtiest and most manipulated legal cases for generations. Somewhere else and some time in the future. I grew up in South Wales, in Cardiff during a time of immense political struggle and unrest; a child of the 70s, I am. Pints of beer for 10p, Cardiff Rugby Club and prior to that, Cardiff City with regular trips to the hallowed ground of Old Trafford thrown in whenever we could go and stay with my Uncle and Aunt in Sale. There were girls, goals, fags and some terrible guitar playing, but they were great days. Summer of ’76, driving around in the little blue Mini and failing almost completely to get to second base… I have had and continue to have, a great life, enjoying the love of friends and the warmth of family. A lot