Time to Forget?... No way, José..
I'm feeling the full effects of Easter today as the latest tripe from Olga Craig has made my eyes bleed.
Interesting that the British media can obtain quotes when they pick and choose, although veiled xenophobia only works when you're clever enough to pull it off. The ability to write an unbiased article in a less derogatory nature seems a thing of the past - getting Mrs Amaral's name correct would be a good start. This pink and fluffy tale of woe however actually gave us a couple of pieces of factual information.
Congratulations and good wishes to Mr and Mrs Murat on the birth of their son. It's no surprise that this family wish to remain private after past happenings and a welcome change that the press have chosen to respect their privacy.
Also condolences to the Fenn family on the death of their mother, Pamela who passed away last month. Her son, Ian claims that Mr McCann visited her personally to apologise for all the unwanted attention.
Yet another witness contacted by or on behalf of a suspect in this case? Strange that, it really shouldn't be allowed.
1st May 2007 - At approximately 22.30 she heard a child cry, and that due the tone of the crying seemed to be a young child and not a baby of two years of age or younger. Apart from the crying that continued for approximately one hour and fifteen minutes, and which got louder and more expressive, the child shouted “Daddy, Daddy”, the witness had no doubt that the noise came from the floor below. At about 23.45, an hour and fifteen minutes after the crying began, she heard the parents arrive, she did not see them, but she heard the patio doors open, she was quite worried as the crying had gone on for more than an hour and had gradually got worse.
Sad words from Mrs Fenn, now set in stone and another in that series of stones that have been left unturned.
Time to forget? The frenzied courting of the media that the McCanns whipped up in early May 2007, along with the strange facts and inconsistencies in this case, have ensured that Madeleine will most likely never be forgotten, even if there is a conclusion. We're not going anywhere, are you?
Happy Easter to you all.
