For me, these structures were never built to put drunkards in, but utilised. The official history we're being given is as weak and pourous as an Evertons back four.
My Mother lived in Rupert lane and during the blitz in the second world war the house she lived in was bombed so she had to move to Kepler Street number 43 which was just around the corner off Heyworth street and and that house was also bombed with incendiary bombs in which my uncle Davey was burned in his bed on his legs , many houses were bombed even across the road in Kepler street next to the church were I used to play when I was a boy in the 1950s , I wouldn't be here for the fact that my Mother during a German raid decided not to go into the air raid shelter which she was supposed to go which had a direct hit in which all the people were killed , she went into a shop doorway instead .
