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A R E CAM te t o l r a h C – l l a it T h e p h o t o s ai d wasn’t t a h w t u B . h c t a had met her m er? h g n i l l e t t c e f r e her Mr P laughing ead back laughing, he was clearly enjoying himself. I knew his name was Bobby Beer. He used to go out with a friend of mine’s sister. I’d seen him in bars and at parties, chatting away to people. But I’d never spoken to him before. That was about to change! He plonked down next to me on the sofa at this house party. ‘We’ve never talked before, have we?’ he smiled. ‘No,’ I said, smiling back at him. I’d been single for a while, had a six-year-old boy. But now in summer 2013 I was ready to enjoy myself a bit more. And Bobby Beer’s cheeky grin and dimples were just the tonic! He had tattoos all over. ‘I’ve got my twins’ names on my chest and stomach,’ he said. ‘Ah, that’s nice.’ His face fell. ‘They were stillborn.’ My heart swelled in sympathy for him. He explained he was no longer with his partner. The party carried on around us into the night. I felt his head slump against mine. I put my arms around him. His arms snaked around me. And that’s how wee found ourselves in the morning. No kiss, nothing more than a hug. But a text arrived two days later. Bobby had got my number from a friend. Fancy a drink? I did fancy a drink.
I fancied him! II’ll ll meet you in thee beer garden. This time we did kiss. Bobby took me to parties, we had days out at the beach h, meals in restaurants. My life was fun, Bobby was fun. This is how the life of a 23-year-old should be, I reasoned. Four months after we’ ed eve started going out, me an nd I couldn’t beli n Bobby were at another my luck whe y house party. I met Bobb A couple began to argue. The bloke began to shout loudly at the woman. She fell silent as he continued berating her. He moved towards her aggressively and yelled in her face. ‘Stop that,’ said a voice, and a figure moved towards the woman. I couldn’t make out I breathed out in relief… relief who it was through the throng and pride. of people. Bobby! It was my Bobby who ‘Don’t speak to her like that,’ had gone to help the woman. said the man who’d intervened. ‘I can’t stand men who treat I stiffened. It felt like it was all women like that,’ he said, about to kick off. sitting down. But the one causing all the I nodded in agreement. fuss stopped, stepped back and I’ve found the perfect man. sloped away Respectful to women and away. R brave too. I was so lucky! We’d been going out for x months when we went six to the pub one evening. I settled down at a table o chat to some mates. to But then I noticed my pal, Penny, a few seats away, leean over to her boyfriend tone. and speak in a low tone But I managed to m
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make m ke t h r rrd d ‘Do you think she knows?’ Penny had said to her fella. P Eh? Who’s she? And what does she know or not know? Are A they talking about me? Why would she lower her voice? It must be me they re talking about! I listened they’re ta harder. ‘It wasn’t his fault though,’ said Penny. ‘He was really young.’ I butted in. ‘What are you two whispering about?’ I asked. ‘Oh, nothing,’ said Penny, turning red. But I knew it was about me. Later, I saw she was on her own and went up to her. ‘What were you talking about?’ I asked. Nervous and halting, she began to speak. A brutal, cold stab hit my heart. My head reeled. Bobby, my Bobby, had killed someone…?
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Suddenly a liquid seeped d from the top of my head, through my hair and dripped on to my shoulderss. Beer. Sticky beer! Bobby had poured a can of lager over my head! ‘What are you doing?’ I thundered, reaching for a tea towel. ‘Lighten up,’ he slurred before staggering back to the sofa. Next morning, sheepish, ‘I’m sorry,’ he said again. ‘Maybe I’m drinking because I’m scared after what happened to the twins,’ he said. I nodded. On Christmas Day, I was 14 weeks pregnant. Every present Bobby received had something to do with drink… a beer and glass set… bottle of Jack Daniel’s. And he cracked them open as I prepared the Christmas dinner. I was ready to dish up. I heard him on the Xbox. ‘Can you please stop?’ I pleaded. He remained glued to the screen, with a can by his feet. I turned and went into the bedroom. He followed me in, still holding thee console in his hand. Then he lifted his arm and urled the console at the telly in hu the bedroom. Horrified, I jumped as the sccreen shattered. Scared, I scuttled back to he kitchen. th But as I dished out the food on he plates, Bobby stormed in. th With one sweep of his arm, the plates and food clattered to the p kitchen floor. k Blinking back tears, I turned tto walk out. But Bobby squashed me behind the door. m ‘I’m pregnant,’ I screamed. ‘I’m going to kick the baby out of you,’ he yelled.
With a big heave, I lurched away from his grip. I grabbed my son and our boxer, Shiloh, and left. But the dog trailed behind us, and, looking back, I saw Bobby catch up and take him. I can’t leave the dog with him. I’ll have to go back. In the house, Bobby was crouching over the radiator with a lighter. He flicked it open and moved the flame near to the rug… and began to laugh. I breathed with relief when he moved away and slumped on the sofa, necking from a can. Exhausted, I went to bed, but later Bobby kept taunting me, switching the lights on and off and playing loud music. He opened the window to smoke. In despair, I yelled, ‘Somebody help me please.’ Bobby hurtled towards me and pressed his palm hard into my face. My throat constricted. I bit on his hand. He let go and, so tired, I sank into sleep. Next morning, his hand rested gently on my shoulder to rouse me. But I froze. ‘What’s wrong?’ he asked, bewildered. ‘Do you not remember what you did to me last night?’ I said. His face was blank. I told him. ‘I’ll get help,’ he resolved.
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your bedroom.’ His H creepiness was beginning to frighten me. fr When he smashed my windscreen as I sat in the car, I applied for a nonmolestation order. But then ockdown happened. lo o The pubs were clossed so he couldn’t go ou ut drinking, I reckoned. n And I was w frightened of Covid, frighttened of going wo children. shopping with ttw y could stay. I agreed Bobb by Only, he bought drink at the supermarket… On 5 April last year, I was woken at 8am with the noise of the door flung open. Bobby’s angry face loomed over me. I flinched. He raised his hand and snatched
He smashed me into a black oblivion theme parks and the beach, Bobby only seemed happy when he was at the pub. And I found empty wine bottles stashed behind the fridge and in the back garden. ‘Someone must have thrown them there,’ he said. My heart was heavy. In February 2019, I said firmly, ‘We’re over.’ But it wasn’t long before he said, triumphantly, ‘I’ve got a flat opposite you.’ And then, pointing to a big tree outside my window, he said, ‘I’ve climbed that tree and looked into
He pulled. My head thumped against the floor… Darkness… My eyes opened. I was lying face-down. Where is he? My vision was blurred but eventually I spied him – he was on his phone. Now’s your chance. Silently I began to crawl to the front door. Bit further. Nearly there. I reached the door and began to stand up. But suddenly… my neck cracked backwards. Bobby had yanked my hair. He slammed my face into the wall. Red liquid dripped from my nose. He pushed me down on the floor. His fist was raised. How could I have trusted him? He’d punched to death someone before. This was it. His bloodlust was going to get the better of him. Once a killer, always a killer… He smashed me into a black oblivion. Blinking awake, a face peered into mine. A neighbour. She’d heard my screams. Her boyfriend had bundled Bobby out of the house. Later, I rested my throbbing head and examined the ugly, purple swelling on my eyes. I was too scared to go to the police – I knew what Bobby was
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capable of. Next day there was a box of chocolates on the doorstep. My phone pinged. It was him. I ignored it. On the tenth day I ventured outside to the corner shop for milk. Suddenly a figure jumped out from behind a van. Bobby! What’s he going to do to me? ‘I just want to talk to you,’ he said. But I refused to speak. Suddenly he walked into the road and lay down. He was threatening to kill himself if I didn’t hear him out. But I went home and rang the police. Bobby was charged with actual bodily harm, assault by beating and breaching the non-molestation order. He was remanded in custody. I discovered Bobby had lied to me about his manslaughter conviction. The man who’d died, Bernard Lamb, 48, hadn’t been mugging Bobby that night in Torquay in 2004. In a row in the street, Bobby had hurled abuse at the man’s girlfriend. Mr Lamb had intervened and Bobby had punched him twice in the head. He’d fallen backwards, hit his head on a wall and died in hospital 11 days later. Poor man. And it could so easily have been me. Last November at Exeter Crown Court, Bobby Beer, 33, pleaded guilty. He was sentenced to 25 months in prison. Turns out he had 21 convictions for 34 previous offences, including violence against women. I can’t believe I once thought he was against all that. But below the surface he was just a blunt thug, a coward who torments women half his size. In a safe house now with my two children, I’m lucky I wasn’t his second kill. Charlotte Travers, 30, Devon
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ishing 2p coins from a pot, I slotted them tinkling into the arcade machine. ‘Don’t hog them,’ my brother, Stuart, five, complained. Kings of the penny slots, the only time we dragged ourselves away was to hit the beach with our mum Sheila and dad John. The lapping waves always welcomed us in for a paddle or a surf. Aged seven, on our hols in Cornwall, the sun seemed to shine forever. Sometimes Dad would take us out on a little boat, with me and Stuart hauling in a net of mackerel, which Dad would then gut back in the caravan. ‘Come help out,’ he’d ask, and my stomach would roll, having to pull out fish innards. Still, they tasted nice once they were in the pan. Back home in St Helens, Merseyside, we’d play out all day with our mates from the street, riding skateboards, building dens or playing footie. We seemed like a normal ’70s family. That was until our parents sat me and Stuart down. I was around 11, Stuart nine or so. Old enough to know the truth now. ‘We brought you up as our own because your parents couldn’t look after you,’ Mum explained gently. ‘Yes,’ Dad echoed. ‘You’re both adopted from different families.’ Apparently they’d taken me in not long after my birth in October 1969, Stuart when he was
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a baby, two years on. Bursting into tears, I grappled with the shock. It was like the floor had suddenly tipped me up. These people who’d tucked me in at night, made my tea and put plasters on my scrapes weren’t my real mum and dad. Or were they? They explained what they could gently, making it clear we were loved and wanted. After that day, I tried to push the news to the back of my mind. I wanted everything to be like it’d been before but, deep down, my adoption niggled at me. I’d sometimes think of the people who’d brought me into the world. Did they not want me? Should I try to find them? Was there any point? ‘Maybe I’ll go looking one day,’ Stuart figured as we got into our teens. ‘Yeah, me too,’ I shrugged. I toyed with the idea on and off for years but, as I got older, it was never a priority. I was happy enough. Why churn it all up? I left home in my late teens, travelling up to Blackpool to
y birth It was sad to know m the mum was dead… but stating va de reason why was work in hotels before settling back in St Helens and meeting my wife, Helen. In 1997 she fell pregnant – finally a blood relative I’d be able to hang on to. On 9 December that year, our baby boy, Jack, was born. It was immediately clear he hadn’t developed properly, his organs having grown outside his body and his bottom half completely limp. He died just 15 minutes later, shattering our hearts. Over the next few years we endured recurrent miscarriages. ‘We need to know more about your family history,’ a doctor explained, wondering if the cause was genetic. ‘I really don’t know anything,’ I said. I couldn’t ignore my adoption any more.
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I had to know where I’d come from, not for the sake of digging up the past but for the future. I began looking into records and, in the meantime, Helen miraculously carried two healthy boys. In 2003, I went in to speak to Merseyside children’s services. ‘My adopted parents really didn’t know anything about my birth family,’ I said, giving them all I had – my date of birth. My dad John, by that point, had died. ‘We’ll see what we can find,’ I was told. As the days dragged on, I started to get a bit excited. Had my biological mum been waiting for me all these years? Would I have siblings out there
ME Irene Richardson’s name was known to so many I’d never met? One day I got a phone call asking me to head back into the office. Sat across from a kindly social worker, an old, dog-eared, thick brown file lay heavy on the table. ‘So we’ve found some information, but it’s not good news I’m afraid…’ she began carefully. ‘Your mum is no longer with us.’ I nodded, a little numb. ‘This folder here was made in case you ever came forward, but if you don’t want any more information that’s fine.’ ‘No,’ I insisted. ‘I want to know.’ The social worker handed me the bundle of paperwork featuring my mum’s name – Irene Osbourne. Between the sheets was a tiny little black-and-white picture, cut out from a newspaper. I stared at the woman with my wide nose and deep-set eyes. My mum. ‘If you want to stop, it’s fine,’ the social worker repeated. I shook my head. ‘Well…’ she said. ‘I’m sorry to tell you, your mum was murdered.’ I was allowed to take the folder home, to read the truth in private. Later that night, I pored over
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Trying to get out of another abusive relationship, she’d gone to collect her wages on 5 February 1977 and been told her ex-boyfriend already had them. She was trying to leave him and had been staying with friends, even kipping in public toilets. Needing her wages, though, she’d gone to the nightclub – Tiffany’s – where she knew he’d be. When he turned her away, she’d walked off into the night penniless. She had nowhere to go, no money, no hope. My heart ached for her. I would have been seven hen, kicking a ball around When my mum died he street, carefree, while I was seven, carefree he had the weight of the and totally oblivious orld on her shoulders. That’s when Sutcliffe a picked her up in his white the i e, rea ing reports Ford Corsair. on Mum from social Rumours abounded that Mum workers, learning she’d been born in Glasgow before had turned to sex work in the weeks before her death to get by. living in Blackpool for a time, I didn’t blame her, she was working in hotels just like I had. doing what she had to to survive. I smiled at the symmetry. Though Mum couldn’t have The paperwork explained known, Sutcliffe had already he’d given me up for adoption killed two women in the previous shortly after my birth as she was working as a live-in chambermaid two years. She was desperate and he took and couldn’t keep me. advantage, driving her into The little picture from the Soldiers’ Field. paper, though, carried a different She got out of the car for a wee. name – Irene Richardson. Crouching down, she was I learned she’d married a man suddenly smashed around the who wasn’t my dad five months head with a hammer. after my birth. He kept hitting her, with one Weeks later, I was at my job in of the blows driving her skull IT when I typed the name into nearly an inch into her brain. Google on a whim.
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Maybe if Mum was murdered there’d be some old court info? Up popped Mum’s picture. I clicked the link and my screen filled with words I couldn’t get my head around. Murder… 13 women… Yorkshire Ripper… Shaking, I read every last word. I couldn’t stop myself. Mum hadn’t just been murdered. She’d been slaughtered by serial killer Peter Sutcliffe, the Yorkshire Ripper. The website detailing his crimes explained that, having left her husband, Mum had moved to Leeds and was a cleaner at the YMCA.
He then tore open her blouse and began to slash and stab at her. He left her with a coat thrown over her legs, for a jogger to find the next morning. My poor mum was just 28. I somehow felt guilty, that millions of people had known Mum’s name from the news, but I hadn’t. Now, though, I knew every last stomach-rolling detail. My eyes brimmed with tears in front of my computer. I strode to the toilet, past colleagues looking up, to call Helen. ‘Can you pick me up?’ I stuttered, ‘I don’t think I can drive.’
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It was months before I could think of Mum without being overcome. Eventually I contacted the guy behind the Ripper website who put me in touch with Richard McCann, the son of the Ripper’s first victim. We struck up a friendship and I featured on a show Richard did for BBC Four called The Yorkshire Ripper Files, appealing for anyone who’d known my mum to get in touch. And in 2005, my three sisters reached out. Between us it’s likely we have three different fathers, though the name on my birth certificate is a fake and I’ve accepted I’ll never find mine. Despite that, though, we all had Mum’s nose and the same eyes. One of my sisters even took me to Mum’s grave in Blackpool’s Carleton Cemetery where we laid some flowers. It felt surreal. All adults with families of our own, me and my sisters aren’t close but I’m glad to know them. ‘I’ve found Irene and my sisters,’ I explained to my adoptive mother, in her eighties. ‘But you’ll always be my mum.’ Having suffered a series of strokes, I don’t think she really understood before she died in October 2012. Another mother lost. Over the years the Ripper would come up occasionally in the news until finally, last November, I woke up to an alert on my phone. Peter Sutcliffe, 74, dies in HMP Frankland. All those old feelings churned up again as I took to Twitter to write Good riddance to the piece of s**t. Some might wonder how I can miss a woman I never knew – but Irene was more than a victim and a supposed sex worker. She was my mum. Sutcliffe denied me the chance of ever meeting her. For that I hope he rots. Geoff Beattie, 51, Ulverston, Cumbria
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I was heavy, sure. But, to my mind, athletic. Even when pregnant, I’d walk miles to find pickled onion crisps, snaffling the six bags I’d eat that day. Despite always being on the move, no muscle worked harder than my mouth – especially gorging for two. Before my three kids, I’d always been a curvy size 16 at 5ft 4in, but after my first two pregnancies I’d piled on 7st and my dress sizes were running away with me. ‘I’ll be back in my size 16s soon enough,’ I told myself, wolfing down any leftovers the tots didn’t finish. Pregnancy with my youngest child though, little Madison, one, had brought a craving for litres of full-fat Coke, so another 5st came along. B
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This one whirred straight towards me. Expecting maybe some choccies or a takeaway, I watched as the robot stopped at my feet. Ben lifted the lid. Inside was a bed of red rose petals and a little silver box with Ben & Sherri engraved on it. No... He couldn’t be, could he? Ben plucked out the box then got down on one knee. My laugh-a-minute man was making me cry! ‘Marry me?’ he beamed. ‘Yes!’ I cheered, hugging him tight before he slipped the ring on to my finger. Turned out Ben had planned it all for weeks, asking
the company to drop off our very own Starship robot by van that morning with its special one-off delivery. ‘So that’s why there was all the secrecy?’ I laughed. With the world the way it is, we haven’t yet set a date. I’m just glad Ben didn’t get that blummin’ inflatable. After our perfect robo-proposal I’ll allow him a big head, just not a 10ft one! Sherri Dawes, 38, Kempston, Bedfordshire O Ben, 39, says, ‘Last year was the best year of our lives. I do feel guilty saying that because some people have been through a really horrible time. But we are so lucky.’
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exactly what I weighed just that, as I pedalled, the sweat pooled on my size-28 black vest. Forget the kart, it was me that needed to get a move on. My promises to myself sounded empty now. A single mum of three, I was done having babies. Finally, I was done with the baby weight too. Stepping on the scales at a gym in January 2017, I gasped, ‘27st!’ An all-or-nothing kind of girl, I threw myself into regular workouts. Six months in, I’d lost 5st. The rest of it, though, clung to me like a baby with a snotty nose. For nine solid months, enough time to grow a baby, I was at the gym at least three times a week but couldn’t shift a pound. So, in September 2019, I joined Slimming World.
I ditched the sweet treats, loading up on lean meats, veg and rice, with takeaways and treats on weekends. Sticking at it, all my pals were gob-smacked. ‘You look great,’ my old friend Neill, 34, gasped. ‘So different,’ Kerry agreed, sending me a snap I didn’t know she’d taken from back in the holiday park. Squished into that go-kart, I looked humongous! ‘Athletic as a sumo wrestler,’ I thought grimly. By last September, I was around 16st when Neill and me began spending more time together. I drove ‘I’ve always liked bigger down my girls,’ he said, admitting weight he’d fancied me all along! with Though he may have liked Slim ming me chunkier, I reckon that, at World 14st 2lb and a size 12, I actuaally am athletic these days! If lockdown allows, we’ll have a romantic night away just us two this Valentine’s. If not, though, well let’s just say I’m sure I’ll still get Neill’s engine revving! Lisa Gillam, 35, Wrexham
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fear she was cheating on him. This was likely exactly the kind of possessive behaviour Margory wanted rid off. By 2019, the couple had a new little one to take care of. Their latest foster child was a two-month-of old baby girl, a picture o innocence who depended on them entirely to givee her stability and love. But it didn’t stop thee rows in the house. On 13 January 2019, the pair got into it once again. At around 9.30am, 50-year-old
Alberto became possessive cracks began to show. In the September, Margory told Alberto she wanted to separate. The pair agreed to try it out, moving into separate bedrooms but staying under the same roof. Margory’s admission, though, ate away at her husband. He became possessive, checking her phone and her handbag regularly in
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Margory sent Ana a video over WhatsApp. It would be the last time anyone heard from her. By the afternoon, Margory’s children were growing worried. She was never out of touch but now her phone kept going to voicemail. Julian called his 55-year-old dad, who said he had no idea where Margory had gone. Strange. But confusion would turn to dread. Later that day, Alberto called Julian to come round. When he turned up, his dad was all over the place and making little sense. ‘Your mum has gone, maybe she will never come back again,’ he warned ominously. That evening, Alberto drove to Luton Airport to pick up Ana
Margory and Alberto’s relationship was volatile after f a holiday to the Netherlands. Netherlands On their drive back to Hemel, Ana asked after her mum. ‘Yo la mate,’ Alberto admitted. This translates, horrifically, as, ‘I have killed her’. Margory’s concerned family called the police. When officers reached the home, Alberto changed his story, claiming again to have no idea where Margory was. Herts police released a public statement, If you believe you are with Luz now or have seen her in the last few moments please call 999 immediately. Even with no sign of her, police were concerned. Alberto Rodrigo Giraldo-Tascon was arrested the very next day. When questioned, he claimed Margory had walked out after an argument. Initially it may have rung true. She had wanted to leave, after all, and her beige handbag and mobile were missing. Still, police descended on Ritcroft Street, closing off the road as they searched cars and bins and scoured Margory’s home. There was no clue as to where the mother-of-three was. But officers pushed on.
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h ld t t h lf or maybe she wouldn’t falll on top of the knife,’ Alberto testified through an interpreter. ‘We struggled a lot. I was w trying to stop her The mum-of-three cutting herself,’ he wanted to leave her inssisted before claiming hubby for a fresh start theey’d both ‘crashed against a radiator and counter’. a kitchen k It was then, he said, that Ma argory had collapsed. ‘Her hand ds were cold and her the blackened body y of Margory. g y eyes were black,’ he said solemnly. She’d been beaten, likely He told the jury he’d then tried strangled then stuffed into the case to give her mouth-to-mouth and set alight before being hastily resuscitation but couldn’t rouse her. dumped in the ground with mud When asked why he hadn’t thrown over her. called for help, Alberto said, It was overkill, committed ‘At one point it occurred to me… by someone desperate to cover I didn’t do it because I believed their tracks. she was already dead.’ And her former policeman Dead, he claimed, from a simple husband was the only suspect. tussle. When he appeared at St Albans Alberto’s version of events Crown Court in July 2019, 56-yeardidn’t chime with Margory’s old Alberto claimed Margory had post-mortem. died by accident and he’d simply That had shown she’d suffered tried to get rid of her body. not only blunt force trauma to her He denied murder but admitted a charge of preventing a lawful burial. face and neck, but also bruising around her neck which indicated Taking the stand, he now told strangulation. jurors his latest story. Alberto gave no explanation. He claimed that on 13 January The prosecution’s case however the pair had been arguing in the was an intricate puzzle built up kitchen when Margory grabbed from CCTV, witness statements a kitchen knife and lunged at him. and forensics. ‘I was trying to grab her hand so They were able to show that on the morning of his wife’s disappearance, Alberto was captured on CCTV moving his car out of sight of the neighbour’s cameras, down an alley that led to his back garden. In that car was a spade and a can of petrol.
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Later L ing i b blue latex gloves chucking out M Margory’s credit cards before d driving off with their baby foster d daughter – who has since been rrehomed – at 2.06pm. Prosecutors alleged Margory’s b body had already been loaded into a suitcase, wheeled from the house tto the car in a supermarket trolley, tthen dumped in the boot. Automatic Number Plate R Recognition cameras then ccaptured Alberto driving towards N Northchurch Common. His and Margory’s mobile p phones placed them there at the ttime as did a group of youngsters w who’d been out on their bikes. One of them described seeing a ‘small man with a shovel’ in tthe woods. The group had then seen the signs of a small fire before riding off. When they came back they’d seen the same man again, identified as Alberto, who was filling in a hole in the ground. DNA on the petrol cap at the scene was also matched to his. It was as he’d driven away, leaving Margory burned and buried, that he’d taken Julian’s concerned call, denying any knowledge. The jury was unanimous. On 29 July 2019, they found Alberto guilty of murder. Sentencing him, Judge Michael Kay QC told the cop-turned-killer, ‘Your steps were callous, coldhearted and evil. It involved considerable thought on your part.’ He handed down a sentence of life with a minimum term of 19 years as well as three-and-a-half years imprisonment for preventing a lawful burial, to run concurrently. Alberto said simply, ‘I just want to say sorry to my children.’ But it was too little, too late. Margory had been murdered in her own home, the likely motive was simply that she’d wanted a divorce. Following the verdict, the couple’s son, Julian, said of his mum, ‘She was always getting into people’s hearts with love, kindness and good humour. Always genuine and real. Her laughter was contagious. She made friends everywhere she went. The world has lost a loving soul.’ Margory was a friend to many, a mother to three of her own and many more foster children. Tragically it was the role she no longer wanted – that would see
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I was bruised from al l the docs’ work on me Staggering to the bathroom, bathroom I could only dry-retch into the toilet. Clammy too, my skin felt sticky and warm. ‘Google my symptoms,’ I groaned, going back to Alan. ‘Acid reflux, anxiety, heart attack… What do you want me to do?’ he asked. ‘Call 111,’ I said. When he did, they asked to speak to me. ‘The pain’s spreading down my left arm too, like pins and needles,’ I croaked. ‘We’re sending an ambulance,’ the operator told me.
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I felt more do g-tired than Cavapo o Marley Alan helped me downstairs, where I just lay on the floor. Within 10 minutes, the paramedics arrived. They hooked me up to an ECG machine to check my heart’s rhythm and activity. ‘We need to get you to hospital,’ one said. Alan looked terrified, especially as he couldn’t come with me. Arriving at the Golden Jubilee Hospital in Clydebank, I was taken straight into theatre. ‘What’s going on?’ I begged. ‘You’re having a heart attack,’ a doctor said. Heart attack? I was only 37… Hours later, I was awake, and a doctor came to see me. ‘You had a fully blocked artery,’ he said. ‘But we’ve put a shunt in to open it up.’ ‘But I didn’t have any chest pain?’ I frowned. I’d always assumed that a heart attack would mean tightness in the chest, struggling to breathe… ‘Jaw ache, the sickness, they can all be early symptoms too,’ he said. I was stunned. ‘But why did this happen?’ I asked. I didn’t smoke, wasn’t overweight… He didn’t know, but my grandad died young from heart problems, so it could’ve been hereditary. Terrifying, but for now I was relieved I was alive. And after two days, I was home. ‘Mummy’s heart was poorly,’ I told Emma. I now needed to take aspirin every day to thin my blood, beta blockers to steady my heart’s rhythm, cholesterol medication… My other artery is 50 per cent blocked too, but doctors believe the medication will stop it causing problems. When we climb up Gleniffer Braes, I want to shout from the top so everybody knows, that symptoms of a heart attack might not be what they think. If only it was a toothache. Still, it could have been worse – at 38, I’m not over the hill yet. Lee Anne Porteous, 38, Paisley
s i e v o L We feel it as something warm, fuzzy and cosy, but our bodies aren’t so soppy!
They say love is blind… but a study by Syracuse University found that just looking at a picture of a partner triggers the parts of the brain which release oxytocin. Researchers at Groningen University in Holland also showed that we develop ‘a positive illusion’ about our loved one’s level of attractiveness, while US scientists call it a sort of ‘tunnel vision’ – not noticing other people’s beauty when we’re in a relationship. There really is a look of love, too. Experts say seeing someone we fancy triggers our automatic nervous system to make our pupils dilate – and this is also perceived as sexy by others.
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Sniffing out the perfect partner isn’t easy, but we’re secretly using the pheromones they give off to find Mr Right. Women tend to be attracted to odours that indicate a man has different immune system genes to their own. Researchers believe that this is because it will help make any future babies healthier.
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In the early stages of a relationship love is often associated with anxiety as well as excitement. This sparks our body’s ‘flight or fight’ instinct. Levels of adrenaline and cortisol surge, boosting blood flow in the body with the knock-on effect of making us blush when we see the object of our affection. This can also give our skin a A HEALTHY TICKER healthy glow. Researchers at Ohio State Your heart may skip a beat or race thanks University even found that high levels to high levels of the hormones adrenaline of oxytocin were linked to wounds and norepinephrine. But being in love healing faster, by boosting may protect your ticker in the long term. the immune system. According to one study, married people are less likely to have heart attacks than single folk. Studies also suggest that love can lower blood pressure, reducing the chance of a heart attack or stroke.
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Love and arousal trigger a cocktail of chemicals to flood our brains, increasing feelings of contentment and attachment. In fact, raised levels of oxytocin, known as the ‘love’ hormone, can be as addictive as cocaine, and it has a similar effect on the brain to booze, according to a University of NAUSEA Birmingham study. A 2010 study Your nervousness boosts adrenaline and suggests it could even help cortisol levels, causing the blood to flow out reduce physical pain levels, of your stomach – to other areas of your but it’s also associated with body like your legs, so you can make a run forgetfulness – which is why for it if need be! This causes those funny you might feel a bit away with stomach sensations and may even make the fairies. University College you feel a little nauseous – or ‘lovesick’. London researchers showed love A study in the journal Obesity limits parts of the brain involved in suggests that in the early stages of critical thinking though, while a relationship the effect of another study showed we typically oxytocin even reduces lose an hour’s sleep a night our appetites. obsessing about a new beau.
SWEET TASTING Over time, couples tend to increasingly develop similar tastes in food and drink according to research, while a study reported in the journal Emotion even suggests that the sensation of love is associated with making things actually taste sweeter. Love alters the way the brain is processing the taste. Psychologists think the effect may be linked to infant associations with a mother’s love and the A LIVELIER LIBIDO sweetness of breast milk. Being in love tends to make sex more pleasurable for women, according to interviews give in a study by Penn State University in America. Also, at the start of a relationship both women and men actually create more of the sex hormones testosterone and oestrogen, with more than half then noting an increase in libido. Sex helps release those feel-good hormones in the brain, which makes us want more sex – reinforcing the whole cycle. 23 3
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Andrea laughed when Shilie turned up in her tatty coat. ‘Take this,’ she said, handing over her dad’s new black leather jacket. It was oversized but looked slouchy and cool on 5ft 9in Shilie. Next morning, when she didn’t show up for training, Coach Hickey called her mum who said her daughter stayed the night at Andrea’s. But Shilie wasn’t there and Andrea confessed about Shaun. When the police questioned him he said they’d lost track of time until 1.30am. He walked Shilie to the bus stop and the driver confirmed his story saying that Shilie got off at the stop nearest to her home. Vivian appealed for help on TV. ‘I need her back,’ she sobbed. She pointed the finger at Coach Hickey, who she thought was suspiciously close to her daughter. But a devastated Mr Hickey had an alibi for the night. He also told detectives that his protégé was unhappy at home. Then Andrea spotted Shilie’s stepdad, Clarence, wearing the jacket she’d lent her. When questioned, he said he’d just grabbed it off the peg in the hall. He assumed Vivian had bought it. Clarence’s boss later
confirmed he was working a night shift at the time Shilie disappeared. On 20 February a man walking his dog in a lonely part of Fairmount Park went to investigate a tarpaulin. Pulling it aside he found Shilie’s body. She’d been shot in the face, chest and hand. The church was packed for her funeral. Vivian wore a black suit and a veil but the image of a griefstricken mother ended there. She greeted people like she was the star of the show. Soon there were rumours that she had something to do with her daughter’s murder. Determined to clear her name, she went to the police. They suggested a lie detector test might prove her innocence. Vivian failed. Tearfully, she confessed. Vivian was waiting up for Shilie and been drinking heavily. They fought and Vivian grabbed her gun and ordered Shilie into her car. ‘I’m taking you to the cops,’ she said. But as she drove past the park she stopped. ‘If you wanna fight, you can fight me here,’ she yelled. She hit Shilie in the face with the gun and the girl fell to her knees. Then Vivian took aim. Her daughter held out her hand to beg for mercy but Vivian shot her several times.
Then she covered the body with a tarpaulin from the car and drove home. She was charged with murder but later retracted her confession, claiming coercion. She maintained her innocence at her trial in November 1993. The prosecution said Vivian was jealous of her daughter’s success and tried to sabotage it by loading her with chores. But Shilie wouldn’t give up. Vivian realised she was losing control of her. Staying out late with a boy was the last straw. The jury found Vivian guilty of third-degree murder. They thought that the fact she was drunk had tipped her over the edge. Police reckoned the jury just couldn’t accept a mother could kill her own child in cold blood. Vivian was sentenced to 10-20 years and later released from prison in June 2004. ‘How could her mother do that?’ asked Andrea. ‘Shilie begged for her life. I loved her and I know she would have won Olympic gold and made the city so proud.’ The Guilt or Grief episodee of Buried in the Woods is on 23 February at 9pm
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When the character JJ appeared on screen, Zeus squirmed with excitement. ‘It’s like JJ is his best friend,’ I told Kwame, sadly. Our little boy was addicted and would howl if we turned his bezzie off. It was hardly surprising. With no baby classes or swimming lessons these days, watching Cocomelon was as close to a playdate as my boy could get. ‘Come on, King,’ I said now, calling Zeus by his pet name, ‘Dinner is ready.’
‘SUDDENLY HE LET OUT A HOWL’ As I reached for the remote, instantly, his face clouded over. When the TV went black, he let out a howl, flung himself backwards. Rolling round the floor, wailing, like his world had ended. This happened every time and, lately, it was getting worse. He’d throw a toy or run at me, grabbing my legs crossly.
M u m K N OWS B E S T Y TO HELP OUR PANEL OF MUMS IS HAPP Nyomi Rowsell, 34, mum to Luka, two, says, ‘Don’t put too much pressure on yourself. We all have to do things a bit differently right now! While TV is definitely educational, it’s all about balance. When you’re not busy, have as much interactive playtime as possible in between, doing things you both enjoy, so Zeus associates having fun without TV too.’
Scarlett Hammarton, 24, mum to Kailan-J, four, and Sienna, two, says, ‘I feel that my kids have learnt a lot from Cocomelon. It’s educational and is also good for developing their attention span. Distraction is the best method for dealing with tears at your son’s age. Maybe buy some Cocomelon toys so Zeus has his own JJ doll to keep him company.’
Zeus struggles to switch off! I’d do my best to distract him with one of his toys. Or food. Luckily, tonight I’d made his favourite meal – salmon, sweet potato and carrot. The lure proved too much and, still snivelling, my little man allowed me to pop him in his highchair. ‘I’m worried Zeus is addicted to the TV,’ I told Kwame on the phone. I’d weaned our son down to two hours of Cocomelon after lunch and one hour before dinner. But was it still too much? Was the only way to stop the tears to go cold turkey? I’d read so much online, asked friends and family. Some said not to worry, that it’s educational. Others said it was too much screen-time for his age. What should I do? I don’t want to come acropolis by taking away Zeus’s only friend! Monica Sarpong, 31, London
Isobel King, 38, mum to Sadie, five, says, ‘Make a point of saying, “It’s time for Cocomelon to go away now,” so that Zeus understands what is coming. Ask him to press the button to switch it off so that he feels like he has some control over the situation. Give him plenty of praise for turning it off.’
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Softy Luna was happy to snuggle up leggeds,’ my friend said. ‘I’ll adopt him,’ I replied, a sucker for a furry sob story! Back home, I set the kitten up in my spare room with food, water and a litter tray. He was tiny – around five weeks old. Too young to be separated from Momma – but as she’d given up on mothering duties, what choice was there? That evening, when my two dogs were shut away in the bedroom, I let the kitten out to explore. He was cautious, using the stub of his missing leg, which ended at the knee, to walk lopsidedly around. Then he went bonkers, galloping
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great guns on three legs. Zoomies! ‘I thought we were adopting a special needs cat,’ my boyfriend goggled. Frankly, this little one could ride a bucking bronco! As if to prove it, our kitten launched himself on to the sideboard, sending pot plants flying. I christened the red ball of energy Mars. The vet reckoned his missing lower leg was a birth defect. She prescribed lotion to stop the nub becoming dry and cracked – otherwise, he had a clean bill of health. Within a week the kitten trusted me, nuzzling his face against mine, and I decided, our bond established, to introduce him to the dogs, Luna and Apollo. They are as sweet as pie, and wouldn’t dream of harming Mars, but Luna is a hefty 90lb lump and her nephew, Apollo, a bouncy threemonth old pup. Without thinking, the pair of them could easily squash or trample a three-legged kitten. So, with Mars clutched tightly to my breast, I let them sniff him. ‘Gentle giants, huh?’ I said to Mars. I did this every day for a week. Then, one day, Luna licked his head. Mars sprung from my clasp –
to dash to the spare room, I thought. But he lay on the bed and stared at Luna. She licked him again and he chirped, happy. Luna is a softy and I’d known how empathetic she could be when she was a pup. When I’d had a migraine, and despite her normally being energetic, instead she’d laid her head against mine. ‘You’re trying to transfer my pain to you,’ I’d cried, humbled by her kindness. Now Mars came and went in the
Mars liked the company front room, regardless of the dogs. He was still watchful, sitting on the back of the sofa so he had a height advantage, but he obviously liked being in their company. Then, when Luna was spreadeagled on the sofa one day, Mars crept down beside her and stretched out too. too
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Oh the irony of being a lonely lovebird on Valentine’s Day. Is there a Tinder for birds, Nigel? Love, Lennie, Bathgate, West Lothian
Luna didn’t bat an eyelid about having a ginger butt thrust in her Sadly not, but your human should nose! do some matchmaking on your ‘Boundaries, Mars!’ I giggled. behalf – in the wild, lovebirds get Soon they were snuggling all the hitched at a young age and stay time, Luna even allowing Mars to together for life. Contact the loc al share her prized position in bed at bird rescue sanctuary, who will night – under the covers at my feet. probably have loads of hot chicks Mars plays with Apollo – both keen to meet a feathered friend! babies, they like larking around. Love, Nigel xxx Mars’s favourite game is Nigel was helped by PDSA vet Rebecc chasing his plush marshmallow a Ashman. The PDSA is the UK’s leading veterinary toys and if Apollo gets there first, charity. To donate to the PDSA, visit pdsa.org.uk he’ll tug the toy from his mouth. /get-involved One meow from him, though, and Luna’s straight there, giving Apollo a stern look. And dinner time is hilarious – Mars snaking under the dogs’ legs to steal a bit of their kibble. Never mind it’s about the size of his paw and takes him five minutes to chew… Mars’s latest trick is climbing up the curtains that section off my ‘Snuggle up with your best friend for photography studio from Valentine’s Day like our Snuffles the thre the rest of the front room. emo nth-old guinea pig and her teddy.’ Right up to the ceiling… Gill ian Jac kso n, Tod mo rde n, Lan cs ‘Mars,’ I shriek and Luna’s right there, giving me the hard stare. Nobody shouts at her pal! Now we’ve caught and rehomed all of Mars’s family, Celebrate your love except for one kitten, for your best friend on also three-legged. 14 February by baking these But we’ll get him… Every Beet of My Heart biscuits, All creatures containing beetroot and gluten-free great and small – flour, from a new book of recipes for that’s my house Rover. Beyond the Doughnut Best Bites – and my kit – The Little Cookbook of Dog Treats and pit prove is written by pet nutritionist Natalia that love knows no Ashton, with her Cocker Spaniels Cooper boundaries. and Fred in the roles of chief tasters. Samantha Oh, and there’s a Woofles recipe for Moore, 27, Pancake Day! Beyond the Doughnut Wichita, Best Bites costs £9.99 Kansas
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It was murder on the dancefloor as a ruthless killer stalked Perth nightlife… he jjoke ‘I’m too h k ran, ‘I’ t sober b for Clubba’ whenever last orders were ringing out in the Claremont area of Perth, Australia. Affectionately known as Clubba, the Club Bayview was the sticky carpet kind of dive that – at the end of the night, after one too many – was the inevitable last stop for the district’s young students. Elsewhere, there was the Continental Hotel – which was more refined, but still got rowdy late at night. On 26 January 1996, 18-year-old Sarah Spiers was out celebrating Australia Day with friends. Sarah, a receptionist, lived with her sister Amanda in a flat in south Perth. The sisters were close and that night, at around midnight, Amanda picked up Sarah and her friends from another bar, all tipsy and full of fun, and dropped them
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at Club Bayview. Two hours later, at 2am, Sarah was ready to go home and didn’t want to wait for her friends. This was in the days before smartphones, so she used a phone box outside to call a taxi. But when the taxi arrived eight minutes later Sarah was nowhere to be seen. When she didn’t return home, Amanda was frantic. Huge billboard posters with her photo went up in Claremont, but as weeks turned to months, there was no trace of Sarah, or her body. She had vanished. Five months later, on 9 June, childcare worker Jane Rimmer, 23, was out with friends at the Continental Hotel. But Jane, a bubbly blonde with an open, friendly smile, never returned home that night. Like Sarah, she had vanished. Two months went by, then a family, out picking flowers in a semi-rural area 24 miles from Claremont, came across Jane’s decomposing body. Jane had been young and
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Ciara Glennon went missing after a night out blonde like Sarah, partying in Claremont like Sarah… A clubland killer was stalking the area. On 15 March, 1997, seven months after Jane’s body was found, life continued in Claremont. That night, solicitor Ciara Glennon was heading out for the evening. Ciara, 27, had returned to Perth just two weeks earlier after travelling the world for a year. She’d come back to be a bridesmaid at her younger sister Denise’s wedding and was back at her old job. A night out with her colleagues was long overdue. But after leaving the Continental Hotel that evening to call a taxi, Ciara did not return home. Her dad, Denis, pleaded for help to find her, adamant that she
was till li ‘The way she’s been brought up, she will fight,’ he said. But three weeks later a body was found dumped in bushland 24 miles north of Perth. It was Ciara. The Claremont Killer had struck again. By this time, the murders – and the disappearance of Sarah Spiers – had struck fear into the young club-goers of Perth. And there was another woman, too, one who had got away... It had happened the year before Sarah’s disappearance. In 1995, two days before Valentine’s Day, a 17-year-old girl had left Club Bayview and was walking to a friend’s house, nearby. As she made her way through a dimly lit park, she was grabbed from behind and had a thick cloth stuffed into her mouth.
D Jane Rimmer’s body turned up 24 miles away The man tied her hands with cord, carried her to his van, then drove to Karrakatta Cemetery where he raped her twice, then threw her into thick bushes. For years after the murders, there were rumours about who this killer and rapist could be. A taxi driver, maybe? Police carried out DNA tests and background checks for all 2,700 licensed cabbies in the state, but drew a blank. Then, two decades after the killer had struck, there was a development. A cold case review looked to see if there were any crimes in the lead-up to the Claremont killings that could be linked to them. The DNA collected from under Ciara’s fingertips after she’d fought desperately for her life was a match to someone who’d sexually assaulted a teenager when he’d broken into her bedroom years earlier, in 1988.
The attacker had left behind a silk kimono he’d been wearing which had semen on it. The DNA also matched intimate swabs taken from the victim of the brutal cemetery rape. But the killer wasn’t on any police database. All was not lost, though. Examining files from the 1988 kimono case, police found fingerprints taken from the scene. They matched fingerprints from another crime. In 1990, a man had attacked a social worker at a hospital and been fingerprinted. That man was Bradley Robert Edwards. Brad, as he called himself, had been married twice, the second time for 18 years. He worked as a technician for Telstra, a telecommunications company, living what looked like a normal, unremarkable life. But the truth was he was a dangerous predator. Events in his own life formed a chilling pattern when matched with the dates of the rapes and murders. Just before Sarah Spiers disappeared in 1996, Brad’s first marriage broke down. Around the same time that Jane Rimmer disappeared, he had recently discovered his wife was pregnant with his housemate’s child. Ciara Glennon was killed weeks after the marital home was sold. When he couldn’t cope with rejection in his life, he went to Claremont, hunting… He knew that Club Bayview and the Continental Hotel would offer up vulnerable prey – young women, waiting in the dark for a taxi. But by day he was Mr Anonymous, living his humdrum life. He always wore his Telstra uniform to work – grey trousers, a white shirt and a grey jumper. In April 1997, the month after he killed Ciara, Brad met his second wife at work. He was romantic, sending her two dozen red roses. On their first date, they went to McDonald’s so he could meet her toddler daughter, who was nearly three. Soon, they married and Brad became a family man, with a stepdaughter who adored him. Home videos recorded this happy family life – Brad playing swing tennis with the little
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girl or her smiling as she was strapped Brad was k seat off his hi white hi into the back a family estate car. m an to In 2015, when the marriage everyone broke down, the girl, then 21, even opted to remain in the house, a 25-minute drive from Claremont, with Brad. But within months, his dark past was being unearthed. After the fingerprint match, police put him under surveillance. In December 2016, while Brad and his stepdaughter were at the admit to being a rapist and cinema, an undercover police try to get away with murder? officer fished out a Sprite bottle If it was, it didn’t work. Brad had thrown into a bin and After a judge-only trial in the they were able to obtain his DNA. Western Australian Supreme They had their man. Court, he was found guilty of ‘What the f ***?’ he said as he murdering Ciara Glennon and was handcuffed on the floor of Jane Rimmer. his house. Sarah Spiers’s body has never ‘You’ve got to be joking,’ he been found and the judge Justice said as they told him about the Hall concluded there was not killings. ‘My head is spinning. enough evidence to convince him I understand. I’m just trying to beyond reasonable doubt that process what’s going on.’ Brad had killed her. In the police interview Brad Jane and Ciara had no voice. was polite and came across as an Instead it was the survivor of intelligent man. the cemetery rape who spoke ‘Brace yourself, Bradley, I have some results,’ the detective said, in court. before telling him about the DNA ‘My youth was taken from me for no reason,’ she said. ‘You don’t ever recover from sexual assault. It is a lifelong sentence. ‘He preyed on young matches. and vulnerable women who didn’t stand a chance, how pathetic. He replied, ‘How could that be? I didn’t do it.’ ‘He slipped through the cracks because he was so unremarkable.’ As well as the DNA matches, Now 52, he will spend at least fibres from a Telstra uniform had been found in Ciara Glennon’s 40 years in prison. hair and on the shorts of the He will probably die there. woman he raped in the cemetery. Speaking of Ciara and Jane, the The detective urged him to tell judge said, ‘They were both young the truth, mentioning Brad’s women with family and friends stepdaughter. who loved them. They had good ‘Your daughter said your most jobs and lots to live for. prized virtue is your honesty, this ‘By your actions you not only is your chance to show that she’s robbed them of their lives, but right,’ he told him. their hopes, their dreams and the ‘I’m being honest,’ Brad insisted. dreams of others for them.’ But back at his house, officers ‘I will find joy knowing you are made disturbing discoveries. locked behind bars,’ his surviving Hidden in his garage they found victim said to him, ‘without a computer with ‘graphic and freedom, without choice, suffering extreme’ pornography. for the rest of your life inside your They also found women’s own crippled mind.’ underwear with holes cut for a penis and sandwich bags filled with his sperm. At the start of his trial in October last year, he pleaded guilty to five of eight charges against him, including the 1988 attack where he’d worn the kimono and the cemetery rape. But he denied the Claremont murders. Jane’s body w as Was that his ploy – to foun
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And we also agreed on kids. ‘I need to know it’s on your list too,’ I’d told her after just two weeks. ‘Definitely,’ she’d agreed. ‘But I don’t want to carry one!’ That was a job I definitely didn’t mind. We’d not wanted to rush into it. But in 2016, we went for tests to check our egg reserves, so we knew what the deal was when we came to start IVF. My reserves were quite low. ‘But Hannah’s are like a 21-yearold’s,’ the doctor had smiled. She was 38! So we’d use Hannah’s eggs and I’d carry the baby. Deal. And come January 2018, we decided we were ready. Going to the clinic, we had endless consultations. ‘Now, you need to choose the sperm from our donor list,’ the doctor smiled. ‘Just choose someone tall, give the baby a chance…’ We burst out laughing. Hannah and I were both barely 5ft 3in. ‘Promise,’ we giggled. So we sent our checklist off to the sperm clinic in London. ‘If we put green eyes and brown hair, they might look like you,’ Hannah said. Before long… ‘Happy Valentine’s Day,’ I smiled, waking Hannah up with a kiss. ‘Here’s card ’ your card.
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RRA us in Miss Black helped rhood he ot our quest for m ‘Thanks,’ she said, giving me mine. ‘So, what meal do you want tonight?’ she asked. Hannah was the cook, had her own allotment where she grew vegetables. She just about let me make toast. ‘Let’s have lasagne and chips!’ I gambled, wanting my fave for Valentine’s. ‘Surprise, surprise,’ she teased. She then went off to her job as a probation officer, and I started work as a graphic designer. That afternoon, the clinic rang. ‘We’ve three possible sperm donors for you to choose from,’ the lady said. ‘Amazing,’ I said. Jotting down the details for number one, two and three, I had an idea… When Hannah got home and started cooking, I set the table with candles, white wine for me, red for her. With plates of lasagne and chips, we sat down and clinked glasses. ‘The clinic rang today,’ I began, mischievously. ‘We have some donors. And to choose…’
analyst…’ ‘Both tall,’ Hannah laughed. ‘Don’t make your decision yet, chuck,’ I said. ‘Finally, we have sperm number three, who likes fishing, fast cars and hunting…’ Hannah screwed her nose up. ‘Hunting?’ she grimaced. ‘Well,’ I announced, ‘before we choose who’ll be coming on a date with us to the clinic, here’s our Graham with a quick reminder.’ We were both crying with laughter as I recapped our little hopefuls. ‘Well the hunter is out,’ Hannah
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said, rolling her eyes. ‘Cilla, I think it’s between number one and two…’ And together we decided. ‘Sperm number two!’ Hannah cheered. It was the height, the green eyes… I’ve never had a Valentine’s Day quite like it – certainly none involving so much sperm! We told the clinic, went in a few days later. ‘Cilla helped us choose,’ I said, explaining to the doctor. ‘Best way I’ve heard,’ she smiled. Before we could start, Hannah y and I had to make sure our cycles
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ervously, an old dear in a smart frock tottered in through the restaurant’s doors. From his perch on a bar stool, an elderly man’s eyes lit up at the sight of her. I loved a bit of Channel 4’s First Dates. The elderly guests made me go all gooey! Then there were the cocksure Essex boys who made me laugh, who turned up in clubbing Ts with necklines plunging to their nips. And the socially awkward ones who come in stiffly-ironed ties and shirts! I couldn’t get through an episode without a chuckle, a swoon and a dab of the eye. ‘I might be that age by the time I find love,’ I mused as the sweet pensioners crinkled smiles at each other. The show was about as close as I got these days. I could just imagine myself on there. ‘Hi I’m Lucy, I’m 29 and I’ve been single for a decade as I’m just too picky!’ All I wanted was a cheeky bloke who didn’t take life too seriously, to go on adventures with. Why settle for anything less? If only I had French maître d’ Fred Sirieix to sort my love life out! One Friday night in December 2018 after a long week working as
a dental nurse, I slumped on my sofa in Julian ticked Colchester all of my boxes! alone again. Stabbing at the remote, his date. ‘They gave me I brought up the latest episode 12 months to live.’ of Fred and the gang. You know there’s always a In walked a tall chap in a black cap. heart-tugging backstory, but this hit like an express train. ‘Hello, he’s gorgeous,’ I thought, He was young and fit, it didn’t sitting up a little straighter. The bloke, introduced as seem real that he was dying. But he wasn’t feeling sorry Julian, was paired up with a for himself. beautiful woman with long ‘I want to enjoy life now,’ dark hair. he said in his thick South He ordered chicken wings.
I couldn’t stop thinking about him Good man. ‘I’ve only just stepped up to medium at Nando’s,’ Julian told his date, proudly. Owp, this one’s got a bit of humour too… And it turned out ut he was a children’s sports coach. Good with kids, athletic… this guy was ticking a lot of boxes. Then I crumbled. ‘I was diagnosed with cancer last year,’ he explained to
London twang. ‘I don’t want to waste time… my future’s not guaranteed.’ Normally, I’d be welling by now, but pity didn’t seem the right emotion. He didn’t didn t give a fig about his
fate, just wanted to squeeze every last drop of life. I was more amazed that he’d had the bravery to tell the whole world, even whipping off his cap to reveal the bald patch left by brain surgery. ‘Even though my cancer’s terminal I’m over the moon with being alive right now,’ he beamed. His attitude was infectious. At the end of the show, he agreed to another date but the woman turned him down. How dare she?! That night, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. The show must have been filmed months back. How was he now? Was he even still alive? Curious, I typed Julian First Dates into Google. With a bit of searching, I found Wit his Instagram page and was
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He tries to stay positive through his treatment relieved d tto see Julian J li was fighting on, giving regular updates on his brain cancer and an upcoming brain surgery in just two days’ time. Clicking the follow button, I read through the hundreds of comments he’d received congratulating his appearance on the show. Within a few weeks of liking Julian’s posts, we’d become friends on Facebook too. I was too shy, though, to start a conversation – so sent a silly Facebook wave instead, thinking he’d never reply. Then up popped a message. Hey, how are you? Julian asked. The show and even his cancer diagnosis were all dealt with in just a couple of messages, then we just started chit-chatting about life. Turns out we shared a love of Motown and UK rap. Julian was just how I’d imagined he’d be – open, funny
and down to earth. I felt a little spark. Firing messages back and forth, our chat soon moved to the phone. A month after the show aired, in January 2019, we decided to go on our very own first date. As I headed to the Colchester restaurant where we’d agreed to meet, I was a jiggle of jitters. Julian was prolific online, posting several times a day. I’d seen hours of videos of him talking, knew the way he spoke and had a sense of his character. Still though, not having been on a first date in over two years, I wobbled. As I walked up, 31-year-old Julian was stood waiting outside in the car park. ‘You all right?’ he smiled easily as all the butterflies in my stomach fluttered away. As we sat down there were no rolling cameras trained on our every move, no Merlin at the bar knocking up an Old Fashioned, no CiCi or Austin to hand over our steaks. But still I felt like I’d plonked myself right into my favourite TV show. I’d only seen this guy on the telly a few months ago! Soon talk about our lives turned to Julian’s cancer. In his twenties, fit and active, he’d ignored headaches and numbness in his left leg for a while until one day his whole left
side went numb so he’d stumbled down to his GP. Within days, he’d been diagnosed with the incurable brain cancer – glioblastoma – and told he had nine to 12 months to live. Yet here he was, nearly two years on, smiling about it like he’d been given a duff substitute in his online shop. ‘There’s just no point getting down about it,’ he shrugged. When I called my best friend that night, I was gushing. She said, ‘I’ve never heard you talk about someone like this.’ Over the next few months though I didn’t see much of Julian. We’d message every day but he was hard to pin down for dates. Maybe he just wasn’t keen? Though I really liked him, I considered sacking the whole thing off. Eventually though, Julian admitted he was wary of getting into anything serious. ‘You’re just another person who’ll be hurt by me dying,’ he confessed. ‘Then we’ll take things slow,’ I said, finally understanding why he’d been stand-offish. I gave him a key to my place and we saw each other as and when, around his palliative chemo. On Valentine’s Day last year, I came out of work expecting Julian to meet me. I’m still in London, he texted. Disappointed, I headed home. When I opened the door though, I smelt the waft of fat sizzling in the pan. ‘Surprise,’ Julian grinned, in the kitchen cooking us up a couple of steaks. He’d lit my fire and a big bunch of roses sat on the counter. A cheeky chappy who could be romantic? Tick and tick. In May 2019, we headed to the Isle of Wight on holiday. Alone together for five days, we had a real chance to talk things over. ‘It might not always be this simple,’ Julian warned. ‘I know what I’m getting myself into,’ I told him as we talked for hours. Julian was miraculously well then but one day, any time now, things would change. The chemo was only putting off the inevitable. I understood but it didn’t worry me. I knew tomorrow wasn’t promised to any of us. He was every ything I’d
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been looking for, I wasn’t letting cancer take him from me before it had to. The holiday cemented our budding relationship and, last March, we moved to a new place in Suffolk. We’re hoping to have children one day as Julian froze his sperm before starting chemo. Before that, though, we’ve got a lot of living to do, just us two. That means box set marathons, plenty of eating and lots of laughter. Though Julian’s still having chemo, we don’t even talk about cancer all that much. When Covid allows, we’re planning a trip to Iceland. ‘When are you going to get me that diamond?’ I keep prodding. ‘Yeah yeah,’ Julian laughs, not one for being rushed. Maybe though this Valentine’s is the day! If not then it’ll be a date with the telly like most days when I finish my current job as an assistant in the operating theatre in our local hospital. Funnily enough, we don’t watch First Dates much any more. But we’ll always be grateful to the show. It had found us love in a way we never saw coming. Lucy Docherty, 31, Bures, Suffolk O Julian Fiano, 33, said, ‘I actually got dared to go on the show by a friend. I never expected to get on and certainly didn’t think I’d find love. You have to tell the producers about anything medical you’ve got going on and, after that, I knew I was going to share it on TV, hoping it might inspire people. Being positive is the only way I know how to live. When the show aired I had lots of girls getting in touch, but Lucy was so down to earth. She didn’t talk much about the cancer either. There was no sympathy. She treated me like any other guy and I liked that.’
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