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It was always in the Public Interest.

Friday, 3 November 2017

It was always in the public interest

David Lean was a child destined for a great future in football. He loved football so much, he can’t remember a time without it in his life. He says, ‘Two older brothers and a sporting dad saw to that. Although my dad played rugby for Fylde – until a bad injury at a young age, he was a star, playing for the first team at just 17 as a winger. He was also the fastest in Lancashire at school.’ Like many young boys, David played football all day, every day; but David was good. He dreamed about becoming a footballer every day.

He played for his Primary school at 9 years old. He recalls the school team manager, who doubled up as a teacher, told his mum and dad at parents’ evening that  ‘My brains were in my feet. Dad was happy but a little worried about this comment. Mum was devastated.’

From a very young age, he played every week at his local YMCA and soon joined their team. He also played for his high school team and his hometown Blackpool school boys. He had trials with Blackpool FC, before spending two years with Burnley until he left school, winning competitions and leagues with regularity, as well as individual awards. By the age of 16, he had collected around 40 trophies for his hard work.

He says modestly ‘My Pro career was short. I was with Preston North End from October 1983 to May 1986, after Burnley let me go – just three weeks before I left school. That was hard to take.’

He went on to play Sunday football in most of the local leagues, winning the Sunday Premiere League twice. He also played many seasons in the North West Counties and West Lancashire leagues, as well as a short spell with Fleetwood Town in the late 90’s.

It was as an 11-year-old though that David’s life was changed forever. On a holiday in Wales. in the Summer of 1979, he met a professional football coach.

‘He had links to a professional club and told me I was a star of the future.’

He told me, “He wrote to me in total for 11 months, grooming me, before I eventually spent two nights attending a football course at his house in April 1980, as a 12-year-old. I was sexually abused by him over a sustained period on both evenings.” Despite being devastated by the abuse on those two nights, he bravely returned home in silence, telling no one of his ordeal.

The Police were the first people I ever told

“My mum made comments about Childhood Sexual Abuse after a TV programme, and told me she would not have been able to cope if that had ever happened to me. I decided there and then that I would never disclose until after Mum had passed. That programme was aired in 1997, and I disclosed in February 2013. I kept my secret promise and I’m glad I did, although I went through many years of wanting to disclose and suffering because of my decision. I do not regret it at all. I went to the police and disclosed just five days after Mum’s funeral. The police were the first people I ever told,” David said.

“If I’m honest, having to disclose and put my elderly dad through all that was such a hard decision to make, but if I was to have any chance of a conviction and justice, I would need my dad and his evidence. It broke my heart – him telling me about his police interview. He passed away just 6 months after seeing my abuser convicted. On his deathbed, he spent hours apologising to me.  It was NEVER his fault or Mum’s. My abuser was a professional and the best at what he did.”

I asked David about his experience of disclosing to the Police. “After disclosure, the police took my case seriously, but it was later when the first mention of Public Interest came into play. The two CPS tests are the evidence test and the public interest, as well as a witness needing to be credible. In June 2013, the CPS dropped my case, saying it was not in the public interest. On their own website at the time, it stated that the following are almost always in the public interest… If the child is 12 years or younger,

If it’s planned/ groomed for a period,

If the Abuser is in a position of trust,

If there is a significant age difference.

I ticked every single box. They also said that I was credible and I met the evidence test too.” he says.

Asked how he felt when he was told by the CPS, that his abuser would not face prosecution, he says “I could not agree, Ever. So I appealed to the National Childhood Sexual Abuse review panel, which had just been formed. I was the test case. I appealed and eventually, after 7 months and two meetings of a group headed by the top officials of both police and CPS, I won. The CPS was told to re-look at my case, with the NEW prosecution guidance that my case had brought in. Effectively, my case changed the law – meaning cases of CSA where only a short sentence may be handed down, could still be seen as within the public interest.” He added, “I will never forgive the CPS, I went through hell. My case was always in the public interest. It’s just a money thing, so many CSA cases are dropped on these grounds. It’s disgraceful.”

The hurt doesn’t go away after conviction. David still finds it difficult to speak about his ordeal and had to take several breaks during the recording of this interview. After one such break, he told me “I feel as angry today with the CPS, as I did in June 2013. Nothing will ever take that feeling away. The more I hear about the way cases of CSA are dealt with, the angrier I get. You hope it’s a one-off with your own case but it’s far from it. It’s about money and guaranteed convictions. They care about nothing else. You are just a reference number to them. Still though, I would always encourage survivors to come forward. But I would always ask them to make sure they have some support before they do. I would also tell non-recent cases coming forward, to ensure they are coming forward for more than criminal justice. It will be a difficult road and can take up to two years, and often does. I know many – including myself, who have and are moving forward with life after disclosing our horrible secrets. We have taken back our lives. Having support is vital after disclosure. I don’t just mean professional support either.  Teresa my wife has been my rock since disclosure. I am fully aware of how hard this has been for her. Teresa had no idea when we met, and although she was the first loved one that I told after disclosure to the police, we had only been together around four years at that time. I had no idea how she would take it. To make matters worse, at times within her nursing role, she has dealt with CSA Offenders. Soon afterwards, she changed roles within nursing.  My case has since gone public, so she has had to cope with so much, and I am very lucky to have her. We married on December 15th 2016, so are almost at our first anniversary, although we will have been together just short of 9 years by the time that date arrives.

I had asked Teresa after my mum’s funeral, during a week’s annual leave we had both booked, for one day to myself. I told her I had something I needed to do, which wasn’t great – but I would tell her when I got back from doing it, exactly where and what I had just done.

I arrived back from disclosing, and we sat down and spent the evening crying with each of us supporting the other. It was a very hard night. Just two days later, we would go together to do my video evidence. Teresa has been my rock and I am forever grateful.

The police went to see my dad, cold so to speak. They wanted to talk to him before I did, which was fine by me. I told my 3 brothers together soon after.”

It seems unthinkable that this sort of abuse could happen at professional clubs. I asked David what measures he’d like to see clubs take to ensure the abuse he suffered never happens to other innocent children, left under adult supervision. He says “The abuse scandal that is happening within football at this time, is ongoing. The inquiry being carried out by the FA is ongoing too.  I am sure things will come out of this to improve the situation, but can you stop sexual abuse within football or anywhere else? Mandatory reporting will certainly help and is – as always – being looked at. Things have no doubt improved since the 70s and 80s, but the facts speak for themselves and it’s still going on today.  Football Coaches are in a unique position of getting both children and parents close and supportive, and a chance to spend time each week to worm their way into families. Parents and clubs need to improve communications and hold club safeguarding nights – as well as starting to talk to the children directly.

Every three months the statistics produced within football continue to increase. I believe more people will continue to come forward, especially when the current situation comes to the forefront, early next year.

The whole system needs to be reviewed when dealing with cases of CSA, especially non-recent cases. No priority is given to those cases from the start unless the accused is seen as a current safeguarding concern. Resources are very tight and investigations take far too long. The process is far too slow. Communication along the way can be poor.

The key tests to get through the CPS are difficult to prove in non-recent cases also. Often, no support is offered to the survivors. So many things could be improved within the system. Most importantly though, people in these positions have to be fair and professional, as well as consistent in their approach. Survivors are treated differently by all police forces and CPS regions.

Schools and parents should open their eyes to CSA. It’s happening all around them every single day.

Training is essential, as schools could – and should – play such a massive role. Around 70% of sexual abuse to a child, is done by a family member – very often in the child’s own house, which makes it a very hard situation to report to other family members. Schools need to pick up on the signs, which are very recognisable with training. Parents need to understand the scale of this and again look for change. First and foremost it’s understanding this.”

David campaigns now, to raise awareness of CSA and has run three half-marathons and one full marathon this year, as well as completing a 24-hour walk, all to raise awareness and funds for counselling for survivors of CSA for a Blackpool-based Charity.
He also delivered a successful awareness campaign called #purplefriday on 15th September 2017, which was so successful that it reached almost 12 million people on Social media alone. “Due to this, we are also running a very similar campaign to raise awareness of both CSA and CSE on 15th December this year called #purplechristmas, to raise awareness to hopefully keep this subject on people’s minds as we lead up to this special period for children, and keep them safe, so hopefully many more have a Merry Christmas this year.

Talk to your children. Know where your Children are. Listen to your children. 

Keith Edwards – My childhood hero (still)

Monday, 24 November 2014

When most people compile their fantasy dinner date guest list, it usually comprises of the same people; Nelson Mandela, Mohamed Ali, Martin Luther King etc. etc. For me, the first name on that list has always been Keith Edwards. Over 30 years ago, as an 11-year-old boy, I somehow managed to discover where my then favourite footballer, Keith Edwards lived. After sharing the information with my friend, David Brown, the two of us dared each other to turn up and knock on his door. Much to our delight, Sheefield United striker Edwards invited us into his home and happily signed our souvenir posters. We were probably in his house for less than ten minutes but the memory of meeting the man, will probably stay with me for ever.

This ten minute meeting elevated Keith Edwards from being my favourite player to the head of the top table on my fantasy dinner guest list. Admittedly, there were more predictable names on the list -James Dean, Marlon Brando, John Wayne and the likes, although the majority are dead.
In the absence of a medium to contact any of them, I set about trying to find top of the list, Keith Edwards.
Keith Edwards rejoined United for his second spell with the club in 1981,  finishing the season with 36 goals; a post war record, still held today. He is one of a select few players to have scored over 250 goals in his professional career.  He now commentates for BBC radio Sheffield on United’s games.
I have tried for years to track him down, in the deluded hope that I could persuade him to allow me to write his biography (he recently published the book without me).
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I searched the internet, searched Face book, Twitter and any other website I could find, but the elusive Mr Edwards was nowhere to be found. I even emailed the radio station, but got no reply.

I had all but given up, when a friend at work told me that his mate’s Dad was friends with Keith. Although I was undeniably impressed, I thought little else of it until a few days later when he told me he had fixed up a meeting with me and Keith Saturday morning to do an interview..
Friday night felt like Christmas Eve. I could barely sleep. It actually felt like I was a small boy with an appointment to interview Father Christmas.
Then the fear set in. What if the man I had blindly worshipped for so many years, turned out to not live up to the legend? What if he was awful? What if he thought I was?

Despite having only a few hours’ sleep, after being up until the small hours – trawling the internet once more, trying to find some inspirational questions, I awoke Saturday morning bright and early (much like a child does on Christmas day). I set off in plenty of time to the agreed location, his local golf course and arrived 15 minutes early. I entered the building nervously, wondering if I had got the right place.
Three ageing gentleman were sat watching TV as I walked in, and all three of them turned to face me. I told the men that I thought I was there to meet Keith Edwards. One of the men confirmed I was in the right place and another followed up with “He’ll be here any minute – you’ll hear him.” While this seemed to amuse his companions it only served to fuel my nerves. I was ushered into a waiting area, where I sat alone for 5 minutes, getting ever more nervous by the minute. At one point I almost persuaded myself to turn and run, leave him in the distant past, as a wonderful childhood memory, never quite sure if I imagined the whole thing. Just then, a well-tanned gentleman entered the room with another man and distracted me with a story about Sticky Vicky in Benidorm.

What seemed like an eternity later, the man himself – Keith Edwards walked in, and at exactly the time we had agreed. We went through to a lounge area where Keith directed me to a table. It wasn’t quite a fantasy dinner party but coffee with the man at the top of my wish list was close enough. Not only were we to have coffee together, he was actually making it for me.
He entered into some banter about his book, with a couple of by-standers, while making the coffee, as I sat trying desperately to look like this was no big deal.
The first thing he did, when he sat down was apologise for taking a while to respond to the invitation but he had been very busy working.

To give him and the magnitude of the day some context, I told him about my visit aged 11 and tied this to my first question. I asked that considering so many people look to him with a kind of hero-worship, was he aware of this in everyday life, and asked if this makes him consciously act in a certain way. He replied that he hoped football hadn’t changed him. He said that he was often arrogant on the field and is sometimes accused of being when he is on the radio, but actually, in real life, that’s not him and at the end of the of the day, he’s a council lad. (Could the answer have been any closer to my heart?) He went on to say that he grew up in a house with his older brothers, and if he was too cocky, he would have got a good hiding, and sometimes did…
He continued that he came into football late, after working in the cheese factory. When he isn’t on the radio, he now works as a lorry driver.
Next I informed him that according to the internet, he had scored 256 goals in his career and asked did he remember any of them? He proudly told me that he remembered them all, but not before he had corrected me that they were just the league goals. He said “You name a game and I will tell you the score and how I scored it.”

When asked if the game today had changed from the game he played in, he acknowledged that the players are fitter and the centre backs can turn quicker, but the nets he scored in were quite similar to the ones used today.
The arrogance he warned me of stayed well hidden for the most part but when we talked about the 4th division campaign where he scored his 36 goals, he told me bluntly that he found that league easy. He said he was too good for that league, which he undoubtedly was. He thinks the following season, in the third division, was a better haul and mentioned the contribution of the brilliant Colin Morris.

I referred to my 18-year-old nephew, who, when told that Keith had a book out, commented that Edwards should be United’s manager. This seemed to please Keith. He looked proud that someone who had never seen him play respected his opinion as a commentator.
His response to the suggestion of him being a manager was that you don’t go from lorry driver/ radio commentator to being a football manager.

Turning to the current Blades team, I said a colleague at work – that supports rivals  Wednesday, had said recently that the media circus surrounding the club had meant that he hadn’t realised that United were actually 5th in the league and doing rather well.
Keith picked up on my inference that the media focus on negatives related to story from his playing days. In an away game to Blackburn he scored his 200thleague goal, making the score 1-1 at half time. Blackburn ran out 5-1 winners in the end and when asked by a journalist what he thought to the performance Keith said “I thought it was even in the first half and even worse in the second.”

My hour with Keith passed quickly; too quickly. I could have sat there quite happily for the whole day but I didn’t want to out-stay my welcome and finished my round of questions bang on the hour we had agreed on.

My fears that Keith Edwards might in some way not live up to my expectations were completely unfounded. He was entertaining, polite, humble and human. It was an absolute pleasure talking to him. Most journalists have to work many years before they get to interview their heroes, I have interviewed mine before I even have the right to call myself a journalist.

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