Locals come to terms with Jersey allegations
Tamasin Ford
The Haut De Garenne Youth Hostel that's being searched
Secret rooms, bricked up cellars and rape and torture. Such horrendous stories are never far from the minds of the folk of Jersey at the moment.
There's huge media attention on the island since an investigation was launched at a former children's home there after human remains were found.
And while the hotels are brimming with newspaper reporters, TV presenters and producers chasing the story, locals are still in shock at the recent developments.
The Jersey Evening Post, the islanders' only newspaper, has pages and pages on the investigation every day.
But it is still what people want to talk about.
"Tell me what you want and I’ll tell you everything I know," says my hotel waiter jokingly.
He spots I am a journalist straight away.
Every night since my arrival, he's come over to my table to simply chat about the latest news from the investigation.
We talk about everything we have both heard. It is the same elsewhere on the island.
Life on Jersey
Gorey is a tiny village in the parish of Saint Martin on the east coast of Jersey, just a mile down the road from the Haut de la Garenne Youth Hostel, the former chidlren's home that is now being meticulously searched by police and sniffer dogs after allegations of systemic child abuse emerged.
A sign in Gorey giving directions to Haut De La Garenne Youth Hostel
It has a few small shops, a couple of cafes and restaurants but because of Mont Orgueill dominating the bay, it's a popular area for tourists.
As I frantically drive down the hill from Haut de la Garenne to find somewhere to plug in my laptop to file my report for Newsbeat, I spot the Dolphin pub.
I am determined to find somewhere to charge my computer before I lose all of my audio and miss my deadline.
As I walk in, everyone's faces are staring at a big television screen. I quickly spy a plug, sit down and start unpacking all my equipment.
Before I know it, people start moving from their own seats to join me and my table is full.
Meeting the locals
"Where are you from? Who are you reporting for?" Someone buys me a drink. I want to chat but I am acutely aware my deadline is looming so I half talk and listen to my audio at the same time.
"I can’t believe there’s going to be more bones down there,” someone says.
"How do you know? They've found one child's skull already, how do you know there aren't going to be any more?," says someone else.
One gentleman turns to me: "What do you think?"
I tell them all I know, but who could possibly speculate on what police may or may not find buried at Haut de la Garenne?
Nonetheless, the news of what else could be buried at the former children's home is what many people on the island fear.