Accrington was weird this afternoon.
We entered Broadway from the passage on the market side, and it was like being on a film set.
Hundreds of people all stood in silence, facing each other.
It was like walking onto a film set.
Never experienced anything like it.
You could cut the tension with a knife.
Someone said there'd been a big fight, and there were some people cuffed, on their knees, being made to face the wall.
What was it all about?
