Accrington was weird this afternoon.
We entered Broadway from the passage on the market side, and it was like being on a film set.
Hundreds of people all stood in silence, facing each other.
It was like walking onto a film set.
Never experienced anything like it.
You could cut the tension with a knife.
Someone said there'd been a big fight, and there were some people cuffed, on their knees, being made to face the wall.
What was it all about?

We entered Broadway from the passage on the market side, and it was like being on a film set.
Hundreds of people all stood in silence, facing each other.
It was like walking onto a film set.
Never experienced anything like it.
You could cut the tension with a knife.
Someone said there'd been a big fight, and there were some people cuffed, on their knees, being made to face the wall.
What was it all about?





