The maniac upstairs
Mel Houghton, 48, Widnes
Struggling down the corridor with my food shopping, I made my way to my boyfriend’s flat.
Paul, 45, and I had been together for five years and spent most evenings at each other’s flats, although we still hadn’t moved in together.
But I liked it that way.
Living on my own, having my own space, I was fully independent.
Still, Paul only lived two minutes away.
That evening in February 2017, I rounded the corner to see him chatting to two men on his doorstep.
The neighbourhood was pretty friendly,
