This is a repost.
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Witness statement of Gerald Patrick McCann, on the 10th of May 2007, at 3.20 p.m.
Gerry: So, I actually came in and Madeleine was just at the top of the bed here, where I'd left her lying and the covers were folded down and she had her cuddle cat and blanket, were just by her head It’s terrible because, I , erm, had one of those really proud father moments, where I just thought, you know....(I will spare you the rest)
PJ report on Gerry McCann's statement: 3.20pm, 10 May 2007
Also relevant to the bed where his daughter slept is how it was found on the night of the disappearance. States that his daughter slept without the covers, as was normal, due to the heat, with the bed sheets folded towards the foot of the bed.
You might agree with me that I could end the article here and now without the need for another word to be writ, 'twixt photo and statements it's all there, the lies, the deceit and the whodunit, Mummy and Daddy.
But I shall.
Must have been the abductor then, that made the bed I mean, he is some geezer I do have to say. Let us take a look at what he managed to achieve in the ten minutes between McCann leaving the apartment at 9:05 and Tanner's sighting at 9:15.
He has entered the apartment via the only route available, the chimney, because he didn't come through the locked front door and he didn't come through the patio door because McCann and Wilson were conspiring, sorry talking, immediately outside, and he wasn't already in the apartment as Goncalo Amaral has proved in his documentary.
Single handedly, and we must presume in the dark, he has sedated all three children, what other explanation could there possibly be for Madeleine not to cry and the twins to remain comatose for hours on end, and despite all the uproar that was gong on around them at the time?
So once having removed Madeleine from her bed our thoughtful abductor, in the dark, sets to and makes the bed, and a pretty damn good job he made of it if you ask me. I mean with that kind of natural domesticity he wouldn't have a problem getting a position anywhere as a maid or a cleaner.
Having made the bed our geezer has noiselessly opened the shutters, don't forget in the still of the night our good doctor was talking with Jez Wilson, program maker and good mucker of Donal MacIntyre, not but a few meters away, what they were discussing I know not, perhaps our good doctor was relaying his recent proud father moments, or perhaps his recent conversion to Islam as only a little later that evening he would demonstrate.
So having noiselessly raised said shutters, our abductor geezer negotiates, in the darkened room the various obstacles, whilst carrying a silent Madeleine, and then proceeds to climb out of a small window, the ledge of which being some three feet of the ground.
He achievement in all this is quite remarkable, if not surely unique, for our abductor has completed all this without leaving at the crime scene, not one skin cell, not one fibre, not one fingerprint, not one shoe-print, not one scuff mark, nothing, nothing at all, zilch, zero, it's just as though he was never there at all.
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This is a re-up, I thought it got a little lost previously, amongst my digressions that is, and that would be a bit of a shame.
ETA: This isn't a response to the fairy story in the world's greatest newspaper, the Daily Express, I wrote this prior to them printing their drivel.
It's almost as if their article was in response to mine, if they had perhaps printed the story next week instead of this I might have even believed it.
