‘I began to feel uneasy’ ‘How could he do this to us?’ Walking through the school gates with my children, Hannah, then eight, and Rhys, five, one of the other mums, Sarah* hurried over. ‘Can I ask your advice?’ she said. ‘I think my youngest has a bug.’
It was 2007 and, kissing my own children goodbye, I then gave Sarah my full attention. As a pharmacy assistant, I was often stopped by the mums who wanted to check with me about little health niggles but I never minded at all.
Five years earlier my husband Greg and I had moved to a village in South Wales, from our home in Croydon, South London, and we hadn’t known anyone. It was only when Hannah had joined the nursery at the…
