Chopin based his mazurkas on the traditional Polish folk dance, and was writing them on a regular basis between 1825 and 1849. Titles: * Op. 6, No. 1 * Op. 6, No. 2 * Op. 6, No. 3 * Op. 6, No. 4 * Op. 7, No. 1 * Op. 7, No. 2 * Op. 7, No. 3 * Op. 7, No. 4 * Op. 7, No. 5 * Op. 17, No. 1 * Op. 17, No. 2 * Op. 17, No. 3 * Op. 17, No. 4 * Op. 24, No. 1 * Op. 24, No. 2 * Op. 24, No. 3 * Op. 24, No. 4 * Op. 30, No. 1 * Op. 30, No. 2 * Op. 30, No. 3 * Op. 30, No. 4 * Op. 33, No. 1 * Op. 33, No. 2 * Op. 33, No. 3 * Op. 33, No. 4 * Op. 41, No. 1 * Op. 41, No. 2 * Op. 41, No. 3 * Op. 41, No. 4 * Op. 50, No. 1 * Op. 50, No. 2 * Op. 50, No. 3 * Op. 56, No. 1 * Op. 56, No. 2 * Op. 56, No. 3 * Op. 59, No. 1 * Op. 59, No. 2 * Op. 59, No. 3 * Op. 63, No. 1 * Op. 63, No. 2 * Op. 63, No. 3 * Op. 67, No. 1 * Op. 67, No. 2 * Op. 67, No. 3 * Op. 67, No. 4 * Op. 68, No. 1 * Op. 68, No. 2 * Op. 68, No. 3 * Op. 68, No. 4 * Posthumous Mazurkas in G major, A minor, B-flat major, D major, C major, A minor, D major

Guys my age didn't know how to treat me right. Girls my age would never understand how powerful a woman can feel being adored by older men. And men twice, even triple my age could never say no to me. Not even Riggs. Thirty-eight years my senior, rough, short-tempered, and an alpha type. I liked being in control in every situation, but he made it hard. He challenged me while I kept teasing, wanting to push not only his, but my own limits. And when the most unexpected thing occurred, Riggs showed me just how much he hated the games I played.

SHORTLISTED FOR THE WILLIAM HILL SPORTS BOOK OF THE YEAR AWARD 'Read his book and weep' - The Times 'Incredibly moving and brilliantly understated... lays bare the culture of institutionalised neglect that all English football-goers in the 80s came to expect, which by the end of the decade would claim more than 150 lives' - Mirror On May 11 1985, fifty-six people died in a devastating fire at Bradford City's old Valley Parade ground. It was truly horrific, a startling story – and wholly avoidable – but it had only the briefest of inquiries, and it seemed its lessons were not learned. Twelve-year-old Martin Fletcher was at Valley Parade that day, celebrating Bradford's promotion to the second flight, with his dad, brother, uncle and grandfather. Martin was the only one of them to survive the fire – the biggest loss suffered by a single family in any British football disaster. In later years, Martin devoted himself to extensively investigating how the disaster was caused, its culture of institutional neglect and the government's general indifference towards football fans' safety at the time. This book tells the gripping, extraordinary in-depth story of a boy's unthinkable loss following a spring afternoon at a football match, of how fifty-six people could die at a game, and of the truths he unearthed as an adult. This is the story – thirty years on – of the disaster football has never properly acknowledged.