Early Life
Hobson was born at Manygates Maternity Hospital on Blenheim Road, Wakefield on 2 September 1969. The first family home was located at Norton Street, Wakefield, where Hobson grew up with his parents Peter and Sandra and his two sisters, Melanie and Leslie. They then moved to Woodhouse Road, Eastmoor. His father was a coal miner who had started his career at Walton colliery in 1958 and later become deputy and over-manager at the city's Park Hill colliery until its closure in 1982. The family then moved to the Selby area where Peter Hobson took work at a local coalfield. Hobson's mother worked as a machinist. Hobson's childhood was described by his contemporaries as "happy and stable." He attended Heath View Primary School in Eastmoor, Wakefield, and Staynor High School on Abbots Road, Selby. One of Hobson's teachers recalled him as "very well behaved... so average and ordinary that he was almost anonymous."
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