Victims of the Post Office’s sub-postmaster scandal on their decade of hell | The Sunday Times Magazine

In the Yorkshire village of Rawcliffe, the post office overlooked the village green. It was a grand, red-brick building. “The tallest house in the village,” Gary Brown proudly tells me. His wife, Maureen, remembers looking out from its large bay windows in summer at the blossoming trees. A warm, cheerful couple, the Browns had “always dreamt” of running a post office. Maureen smiles, remembering their excitement when they heard the Rawcliffe site was for sale. It took all their savings and a business loan to buy it in 2000. They planned to live in the house “until old age”, buried the ashes of Gary’s parents in the garden and dreamt of “our kids … inheriting this big, beautiful home”. They had no idea what a