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Mary Wakefield

The screaming souls on London’s streets

21 September 2019

9:00 AM

21 September 2019

9:00 AM

When I first moved to London N1  four years ago, no one seemed to notice let alone discuss all the children stabbed to death in our neighbourhood. Boys from the local estates were hacking each other to pieces quite regularly, but middle-class N1 barely blinked. It was as if these two groups were, and still are, invisible to each other, though living cheek by jowl.

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