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Nonsense. There were scrotes that robbed old ladies, murdered children and suchlike back then just as there are scrotes that do that now. And there are career criminals in prison now who would happily help old ladies across the street and defend a woman's honour. There were no halcyon days of...

My Nan, bless her, was a Whitechapel girl, born just across the road from the Blind Beggar Pub although she'd moved to Findon Valley by the time the Krays took prominence. She still had family in the area and everyone knew who the Krays were. She used to wax lyrical about them. "You could leave...

RIP Mad Frankie. You were the people's psychopathic gangster.