To set the scene, these events happened in the early ‘90s. There was no internet, no email, and precious few mobile phones. A reporter relied upon a contacts book, a knock on the door, and a good supply of 10p pieces for the phone box.
I was a reporter in the Chester district office of the Daily Post, published out of Liverpool. I was 28 years old and a senior reporter..
I was five years into my career as a reporter and by this time had done a great many ‘deathknocks’ – ie approaching the family of the recently-deceased for a story.
It was 4pm, getting towards the end of a normal 9-5 shift for the DP.
First update shortly.