A bit more history

Well, here it is, the plot in question. Not much to look at yet, but that's the point really. The only reason for anyone to refer to it, is because it's that spot by the bins where that poor young man was stabbed to death. Those of us living here at the time used to avoid it, but hidden in the picture is another clue. Every year on the anniversary of the event, members of the family come and put flowers on the lamppost. I always felt ashamed that this was a spot where people threw their chip papers and drink cans. A family deserves more dignity than that. We talked about looking after it, but never got round to it. But the flowers kept appearing. So this year we finally got round to doing something about it.