By Andy Simon @AndySimon55
I can remember when and where I was when 11 year old Rhys Jones from Liverpool was murdered. I was fishing with my brother, and as the news came over on the radio, my brother and I were an hour into enjoying a peaceful few hours fishing.
We both sat in silence, and listened.
Soon after hearing that news, we packed up and went home. We simply couldn't fish anymore after hearing about that poor lad.
On the journey home, we spoke about the times when we were boys, growing up on the streets where we lived.