Kate McCann “How Do You Prove Innocence?”
Gerry McCann “It Was Like Dining In Your Backgarden”
They were surely now above suspicion. The Portuguese equivalent of our Attorney-General hadn’t just said there was insufficient evidence against him and Kate. He had said ‘No proof’. In fact, on another translation of his remarks he had actually said: ‘No evidence’. It was clear to Gerry that this was the unambiguous message from the [...]
Returning to his musings, once Matthew Oldfield had returned to the table, Gerry, Kate and the others munched their tapas and knocked back a few more gulps of white wine. Everything was going so well. Madeleine might have mentioned crying last night while they were out, but that must have been a mistake.
Madeleine had returned [...]
Bringing his mind back to the precise sequence of events that evening, he recalled how, barely a couple of minutes after he had returning to the Tapas bar at around 9.25pm, Matthew Oldfield was setting off to check on his own children. Just as he was leaving, Matthew had leaned over to him and said: [...]
At this point, Gerry brought to mind an article that had appeared in the ‘Daily Mail’, which had over the past two years become one of his favourite newspapers. In that article, he had explained how the door to the children’s room ‘had seemed ‘more open than before’. The relevant part of that article had [...]
He thought back to David Smith’s account in ‘The Times’ and continued to ponder. A few other problems and thoughts circled round and round in his mind. Did the kids actually have a ‘snack’ with Kate along with her reading them a story? Kate had said they had only just returned from having ‘high tea’ [...]
QUOTE from ‘The Times’:
“Gerry was in his apartment – Apartment 5a on the ground floor of Block 5 of the Waterside Village Gardens at the Ocean Club – at 7pm. He had a glass of water, then a beer, while the children sat with Kate on the couch having stories with a snack. The children [...]
He recalled how time had passed. Five o’clock, quarter-past five, half-past five, quarter to six, six o’clock. Where was Kate? By 6.00pm, he’d now been on the tennis court for some two-and-a-half hours. He’d expected Kate to come by a few minutes after 5pm, the time she normally collected them from the ‘Kid’s Club’. He [...]
Gerry had began his tennis game with Julian in fine form. He won the first set at a canter, 6-2. After that, however, his Achilles tendon started to play up. As he became less mobile around the court, Julian’s confidence increased. His serve became stronger, his passing shots more accurate, the percentage of clean volleys [...]
Of course, they might have been crying for a few minutes in between their half-hourly-or-so checks. Either Gerry or Kate had said: ‘We perhaps ought to check on them a bit more often tonight’. The other had agreed. Gerry struggled to recall which of them had made that suggestion, and whether they had actually agreed [...]
One thing, though, had been very disappointing about Bridget’s article, Gerry thought. He momentarily frowned.
He and Kate and his ‘Tapas 9’ friends had been religiously checking that the children were O.K. every half-an-hour. Why hadn’t she put this in her article? Hadn’t she noticed?
Gerry recalled how, on 2nd May, they’d put the children to bed [...]
