“During one break time in my Year 9, there was a stabbing in our school – a younger pupil pen knifing some kid who’d been bullying him for years. For middle-class Chester, this was unprecedented, and all hell broke loose: six police cars arrived, closely followed by local TV and press, and the entire school was told not to talk to anyone. But not before me and my mates had wandered to where the assault took place. The tiny trail of blood was too much to resist. We pushed our ‘idiot mate’ – a lad called Bollock – onto the ground and drew a thick, white chalk outline. We then forgot all about it. Until that night, when the local BBC news, northwest tonight, carried  the report. The closing shot? Yes: our chalk outline, with commentary about how police were ‘puzzling’ over the case.
Nick B, Chester