Opening the front door of her smart terrace house just seconds away from Blackpool’s beachfront, Gemma Worrall’s mother looks decidedly anxious.
‘Can I take your name please?’ she asks, clearly very nervous. I tell her, she half-smiles warily and allows me inside. ‘Sorry,’ she says. ‘But you can’t be too careful.’
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