The remarkable thing about Grafton is how unremarkable it is. Sleepy. Verdant farmland. Bridges, churches and pockets of residential homes alongside the winding Clarence River.

This is where Brenton Tarrant grew up. Where one of his mother's closest friends is now in hiding. Where a former boss remembers her employee for his volunteer work with an Aboriginal fitness group. Where a former schoolmate describes him as the "class clown".

Almost two months on from when Tarrant allegedly stormed into two Christchurch mosques and killed 51 Muslim worshippers, some of those in the small New South Wales city are sickened by

Advertisement

'I can't make the connection to the person I knew'

Advertisement

A town tarred by association

Monument of remembrance or underserved recognition?

'He is not one of us'