Lencoboy
07-12-21, 18:20
I know I've already covered this extensively in my other thread on here about ASD, but I can't stop ruminating on that poor little Arthur Hughes who died after extensive physical abuse from his barsteward parents, who were both a pair of animals.
What also hit home with me was the fact that that sadist barsteward male staff member at the residential school I attended back in 1986-87 lived in the same area where said atrocity took place (Shirley, near Solihull, West Midlands), though he and his respective family had nothing to do with this particular incident and is purely coincidental that it happened on the same manor as where that animal who worked at my residential school lived.
In this particular instance I don't wish to state the name of the residential school nor the name of that particular horrible staff member as I don't want to be seen to be 'sabre-rattling' in any way right now.
I know Solihull isn't generally a nasty violent area and it still remains by far one of the safest and lowest crime areas within the West Midlands conurbation, according to one of its local councillors in the wake of the tragedy, plus they reiterated that incidents of such nature still remain extremely rare within said borough.
But, although definitely not linked in any way, I can't help myself over the chain of association having been privy to dubious antics from that staff member who happened to live in fairly close proximity to the address of the Arthur Hughes tragedy, although AFAIK, he never went anywhere near as far as those two animals who parented poor little Arthur Hughes, that is committing murder and manslaughter!
ETA, I'm also now having flashbacks to a similar tragedy that happened near Burton on Trent in the early spring of 2016, some 18 months before I first started attending my day centre there, where a child (a girl I think) was subjected to chronic physical abuse and neglect by drug-addled parents and sadly died as a result, but that particular tragedy never seemed to receive the extensive news coverage that the Arthur Hughes tragedy is, and seemed to be more or less water under the bridge about one week later, but still freaked me out nevertheless.
What also hit home with me was the fact that that sadist barsteward male staff member at the residential school I attended back in 1986-87 lived in the same area where said atrocity took place (Shirley, near Solihull, West Midlands), though he and his respective family had nothing to do with this particular incident and is purely coincidental that it happened on the same manor as where that animal who worked at my residential school lived.
In this particular instance I don't wish to state the name of the residential school nor the name of that particular horrible staff member as I don't want to be seen to be 'sabre-rattling' in any way right now.
I know Solihull isn't generally a nasty violent area and it still remains by far one of the safest and lowest crime areas within the West Midlands conurbation, according to one of its local councillors in the wake of the tragedy, plus they reiterated that incidents of such nature still remain extremely rare within said borough.
But, although definitely not linked in any way, I can't help myself over the chain of association having been privy to dubious antics from that staff member who happened to live in fairly close proximity to the address of the Arthur Hughes tragedy, although AFAIK, he never went anywhere near as far as those two animals who parented poor little Arthur Hughes, that is committing murder and manslaughter!
ETA, I'm also now having flashbacks to a similar tragedy that happened near Burton on Trent in the early spring of 2016, some 18 months before I first started attending my day centre there, where a child (a girl I think) was subjected to chronic physical abuse and neglect by drug-addled parents and sadly died as a result, but that particular tragedy never seemed to receive the extensive news coverage that the Arthur Hughes tragedy is, and seemed to be more or less water under the bridge about one week later, but still freaked me out nevertheless.