I’ first heard of Grindleford 25 years ago: I’d just gone through the turnstyles at Chesterfield’s (old) football ground at Saltergate and I was one of the lucky few to be chosen out of the crowd by the Police officers and be quizzed – presumably to ascertain my disposition toward violence. “Were you the one that did the off license robbery in Grindleford?” inquired the officer. I denied the accusation and gave my name before I was dismissed. I’d always been interested in this mysterious place called Grindleford, with it’s, presumably now, heavily fortified off-license.
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