My best mate Des
Andrea Kubinova, 30, Barnet
Dusting under the cards along my mantelpiece, I smiled as I reached the centrepiece.
A pair of brown-rimmed spectacles. Holding the frame between my fingertips, I delicately polished the lenses.
‘Oh, how I miss you,’ I sighed, stroking the ceramic urn beside them.
But the cards, specs and ashes weren’t mementos of a lost parent or other elderly relative.
They’d once belonged to a man many considered a monster, one of the vilest serial killers to ever stalk Britain.
My best friend Des.
It was 2014 when I first heard about Dennis Nilsen.
‘Try reading this,’ my friend suggested, lending me a
