If you don’t read anything else today, read this:
“Gurmail Singh had apparently been attacked with a ‘club hammer’: imagine a baby sledge-hammer you can carry inside a coat. It’s still a nasty weapon. He was 63. He was 5ft 4in tall, maybe 5ft 6in in his turban.
“There are two stories here. One, a tale of random violence in ‘broken Britain’, in what had been described as a ‘rundown’ and ‘working-class’ area of doomed Huddersfield. (It’s not. It’s very pleasant, apart from the blithering cold.) One 20-year old and three teens have now been charged with robbery and murder, and are due in Bradford Crown Court tomorrow.
“The other story, the reason I’m here, doesn’t concern the death of a shopkeeper but rather the life of a shopkeeper. The powerful part this one small man -Gurmail Singh, husband, father of three, grandfather to 18 – had played in the community. Sometimes cliches are true. He was beloved by all, selfless, cheerful. In the recent snow , he found a sledge to use at five every morning and let it slide down the long hill to collect newspapers, then hauled it back high again, now 10 times the weight, and delivered papers door to door. He would shut up shop to drive home older women with gammy legs. He opened seven days a week, from 5.30 to 9 at night. He smiled endlessly.”
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